Wednesday, November 08, 2006


Rather than more blathering about my mental state, today I leave you with a poem (well, a fragment thereof, really) that has spoken to me in the past few days.

Oh build a special city
for everyone who wishes

to die, where
they might help one another out

and never feel ashamed
maybe make a friend,


who created the stars and the sea
come down, come down

in spirit, fashion
a new heart

in me, create
me again -

from "Fathers" by Franz Wright


Rebekah said...

Hey, I just wanted to stop by and say that I hope you're feeling a little better. I'm really sorry that things have been so tough lately. I hope that you're able to find a way to see the light at the end of the tunnel. In the meantime, I'm thinking of you!

Jane said...