Death Opens

December 31, 2018

 

Death Opens 

by Jennifer Wolkin 

 

 

The day I found out you died

I saw perennial carcasses cry

& then begin to

                               bloom

               again

 

from beneath a frozen patch—

 

I saw your reflection

in the resulting puddle

 

now a child’s playground

a place to play with

               purity-

 

 

               droplets

                                            splashing

 

               everyplace.

 

 

 

 

 

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Jennifer Wolkin is a health/neuro psychologist, speaker, writer, and mental health advocate. She is most passionate about writing at the intersection where the mind, body, brain and spirit meet - about the holistic human experience - through the eyes of both her own experience, and through her professional lens.  She is touched by the profound pain that is both individually and collectively felt, how this pain can displace someone from others and their own selves, and yet, the profound capacity for resilience, healing and growth. 

 

 

 

 

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