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Planting trees out of the grief In Memoriam Robert Creeley


Memories are shells
on the far seashore.

Some of them are crushed
under our feet
or washed away for eternity.
Others are found again and again.

And we keep
bending down for them.
We don’t lack the strength for that.

Sometimes, however,
we forget that they have
sharp edges
and rob the strength
we need to close the open scars.