Category Archives: Death and living while dying
Just here, in tragedy, we find our stuff. Just here, in our joy and their need. :- Doug.
I expect to die just not in my lifetime :- Doug.
I write now of what I cannot yet know :- Doug.
An old joke about the mathematician and the engineer: each step only takes him half the distance to his lover. The mathematician will never get there; the engineer will get close enough. In covid time we can get to within … Continue reading →
Dying is not primarily a medical event—nor even a minor part. :- Doug.
Older you are growing elder you may be favored to become but who would want to be ancestor? Your name forgotten one of so many substrata beneath generations of bedrock How many generations back do you know their names? Their … Continue reading →
Before you disembark this train you’d ought to see what you can see. :- Doug.
The work of dying might live in letting loose :- Doug.
We suppose our lives cannot end Seeing how life’s stories append and upend :- Doug.
She stopped eating Was she obstinate Or living dying’s natural process? :- Doug.
Whether or not I am present mentally, I want my dying sacred. :- Doug.
She gave up on life Giving up on life and its possibilities Is a failure of imagination :- Doug.