Category Archives: Death and living while dying

Suggest v shouting

The evidence is in; it says I believe: That to suggest a call to make Gets us further down the path Than shouting “Justice for the Dying!” That I do not know anyone’s final best And that I feel disappointed … Continue reading

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Rap across my knuckles

A rap across my knuckles Yet training wheels for the next times: What little I did in the face of What I did not do and The way her dying was deadened :- Doug.

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This lawyer in the fog

Often it is this lawyer in the fog first the course of study devise the special testing questions What was my role in this tragedy? Was it a tragedy? For whom? What did I fear? Why did I hold back? … Continue reading

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What good is more

What good is more time? :- Doug.

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Packing a suitcase

Making memories how sweet the sound of packing a suitcase when nature is stripping you to bone and waning breath :- Doug.

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With the TV on

Don’t die with the TV on. :- Doug.

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Conscious dying

I want to be conscious in my dying. :- Doug.

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I can be softer

Is dying hard? I can be softer. :- Doug.

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dying and

I am exploring living and dying and :- Doug.

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Live the emptiness

Live, live the emptiness of our dying open, open to this :- Doug.

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No good death

I don’t want you to have a good death: rather, your own dying. :- Doug.

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Dying is helping

Dying is an individual work some people keep on helping to the end that attracts me What work for me but writing and reflecting and conversing :- Doug.

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Persist to wrestle

To persist is sometimes to live if only I may wrestle :- Doug.

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Works dying?

What are the works of dying? :- Doug.

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say, Later

We don’t say I’m not going to die We ever say, Later :- Doug.

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Object of dying?

What’s the object of dying? The work? :- Doug.

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no assurance my lungs

I die a thousand times a day every letting out my breath there is no support no assurance my lungs will take another when they do I ought rejoice but do not because I mistakenly expect another lilacs turning brown … Continue reading

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