We think of the dead
as they connect to us
Through stories and pictures
ours and others
Through the physical reminders
left in their wake
Those who collect the physical
objects of dead women
Can separate the antiques
from the possessors
Can pretend that the light
catching the glass
is new to their eyes only
Some dead we hold onto and some we prefer to forget
Memory of what -and who- have passed is always difficult.
For more memories of the dead and the living, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.
Cat Amesbury 