Archive for September, 2010

THE DEAD – By Billy Collins

On the first anniversary and below is the poem that Val sent. Thank you Val for this year of verse in our sadness.

In Gratitude,

Ramona

THE DEAD – By Billy Collins

The dead are always looking down on us, they say,

while we are putting on our shoes or making a sandwich,

they are looking down through the glass-bottom boats of heaven

as they row themselves slowly though eternity.

They watch the tops of our heads moving below on earth,

and when we lie down in a field or on a couch,

drugged perhaps by the hum of a warm afternoon,

they think we are looking back at them,

which makes them lift their oars and fall silent

and wait, like parents, for us to close our eyes.

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09 2010