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ISSN: 1941-4137 |
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Volume Six Issue Two |
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Cemetery in Kraków — for Wisława Szymborska When Sexton wrote "and what of the dead?" I always assumed she meant that the dead don't care. They don't care, for example, whether God really is a man, Or a divine, hulking fog in the sky, Or maybe just something to be felt under the soles of my feet, Or why so much pain means so little. But that day when I walked, searching the rows and rows of the dead, I listened to Sunday's Mass float above me in the air. And I wanted so much to find the place where your bones stopped; Where I could ask you the questions I couldn't even ask myself. |
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