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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Of course, we think of ourselves as unique and we are in many ways. At the same time, billions of people have come before us and billions--if the earth survives--will come after us. I find it humbling to know that, while no one else can experience "my death," all human beings experience death.

Is it any surprise, then, that I can happen upon another poet's death poem and think: " I could have (or should have) written that!" At such moments, I realize, yet again, that we are all brothers and sisters, though we may look or sound different. It is heartwarming, and my envy dissolves.

merging lanes
that other poet picked up
my death poem

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