For Kim (14a)


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Spread across our posts
You and I
I come across them again
And I shed a tear


Shadorma November

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 14, 2017, in Shadorma and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. in time
    may those tears
    water happy memories

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  2. Empathizing with your tears, Ben. Our friends here on WP are like a family.

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  3. I’m sorry for your loss, Ben.

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  4. Sad to learn of her passing. It’s as if she were here and now living in my neighbourhood, not a blogger friend, as we all are, and it takes a moment to see that. For a while she and I had a regular exchange of thoughts, then it dwindled away, she became more and more sick but didn’t refer to it, and to be honest I never thought much about it – the limitations of our shared blogging friendship. Thanks Ben, I wouldn’t have known if it hadn’t been for your poem dedicated to Kim. My new post linked to this…

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  5. Beautiful poem for Kim, Ben. I’m currently working on a blog post for her, as well. I found out about her passing on facebook and cried that day. I knew she had been sick, but still, the finality of her passing and having her as a beautiful friend here in blogland hit me hard. She will dearly be missed. ❤

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