by Hayden Carruth
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Simple, direct, crafty. What else? Conversational.

Unabashed love looking death straight in the eye and saying, I'll be with you shortly, there are just a few more things I need to say to this good woman. My breathing slowed.

Sometimes simplicity is the soul of true art. This poem made me wish I was in her shoes, not because it is romantic, but because of its bare, beautiful honesty.

I'm in her shoes, and honest is exactly the word for this poem--that, and beautiful without apology.

Today is the fifteenth of February, a couple of weeks after this was posted. Interesting how the words in "Testament" still affect me with the same poignancy. I guess I'm sharing your spirit.