heavy with sadness and love

Reginald Shepherd died yesterday.Taking a cue from the Poetry Foundation Blog, Harriet, I will post a beautiful poem written by Shepherd: How People Disappear If this world were mine, the stereostarts, but can’t beginto finish the phrase. I might surviveit, someone could add, but thatsomeone’s not here. She’s crownedwith laurel leaves, the placewhere laurel leaves […]