For Patricia Fiske – Copper today and gold forever – and for everyone who fits into your empty hugs.
Patricia Fiske sings Stormy Weather – August 6th, 2020
The Hole in the Hug
Tag Archives: Grief
Alone Koan
After the Death
16 years later, her friends are still holding the “Colours of Tiltan” annual memorial swim meet.
It Helped at the Time
Dia de los Muertos for Gringos
One for the Day of the Dead 
Bad Moon Rising
Written after the death of dear friend Copper Love, with thanks to her family for allowing us to share one of Copper’s paintings. To see more of Copper’s art click here
Judy
September is Suicide Awareness and Prevention Month – here is hoping friendship and poetry can help.
LIGHT SHINING ON COPPER
LIGHT SHINING ON COPPER
I can mostly buy
the whole spiritual thing
that she is neither dead nor gone
or at a perfect time
and to a perfect place
But there is
this hole in a hug
where she used to fit
In memory of Copper Love 1947 – 2017
www.copperlove.com
ATHABASCA
ATHABASCA
Along the Icefields Parkway
(prettiest road in the world)
winding from Lake Louise to Jasper
lies a glacier that feeds three oceans
(Atlantic, Pacific, and Arctic)
It takes a hundred years for a snowflake
falling on the top to make it to the bottom
Before a snowflake that falls today
finishes its journey the glacier may be gone
On the other side of the road in spring
water falls down a long face of rock
They call it the weeping wall
it may still be there
MISSING LEONARD
MISSING LEONARD
Leonard Cohen is gone
He doesn’t call, he doesn’t write
So huddle with me now
fellow worshipers and weepers
Huddle with me now
round the poem and the song
and listen for the breadcrumb
and the hint of old perfume
that speak
of other ways to God
than through the holes
in Jesus and the goddess