Sunday, May 5, 2024

 For Sylvia Inoue
     1927-2024

Away faraway
hark their faint calls
those that have left us
those that have gone
lost in the onrush
as time gallops along

Now Sylvia's gone 
these words intone
she lived a long time
alive no more
to nickel and dime
at the goodwill store

She'll send no more gifts 
books from her shelf
Greek tragedies, plays
classical myths
Yule tree ornaments
Batchelder's china

She listened to 
right-wing radio
hated to pay tax
kept chickens in her yard
loved watching birds
while life went slack

She argued more than most
Contrarian, why was that?
why was she so stubborn?
her activist parents
Kenneth and Yvonne
taught her all that.

She leaves a daughter 
four sons as well
five grown grandchildren
a great grandchild
so, she lives on
regeneration

Away faraway
hark their faint calls
those that have left us
those that have gone
lost in the onrush
as time gallops along.


Dick Russell (C) Richard M Russell
                           2024


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