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Elegy

Rating: 5.0

Whenever my father was left with nothing to do —
waiting for someone to 'get ready',
or facing the gap between graduate seminars
and dull after-suppers in his study
grading papers or writing a review —
he played the piano.

I think of him packing his lifespan
carefully, like a good leather briefcase,
each irritating chore wrapped in floating passages

for the left hand and right hand
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Susan Williams 21 December 2015

Powerful. Love in every word. This is what an elegy should be- a warm glimpse into the life of another human being

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 30 August 2014

Peace be upon them those gone and peace be upon those who suffered

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