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Ashes to Ashes, Water Over All

June 4, 2008

Piseco, August 2007

Accompanied only by
my dog, I bury Dad’s ashes
in the rock garden.

Mom asked for no fuss,
no ceremony at all,
but I invent my own:

rinsing this jar
his ashes came in
with Piseco Lake

water, then pouring it
slowly over the ash
and dirt and mint

green still in displaced
earth—a small shower
that says water we are

and water we shall be.
Dad, who rowed into
and out of the mist

every morning on this
long loved lake, might
as well rest here

as in any supernal
cloud, or marked by
any chiseled stone.

Who was water then
and is water now.
Blood, sperm, tears,

the sweat of fever,
all salted with what
we might as well call

love, and so I do.

by David Graham

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  1. June 4, 2008 at 1:07 pm

    Oh. Nice.

  2. June 4, 2008 at 1:15 pm

    Wow Graham. This hit me in the stomach. (We divided our Dad’s ashes and some of them went into the Pacific — at a place he loved.)

  3. Stephanie
    June 5, 2008 at 10:01 am

    Absolutely beautiful! What a loving tribute to all of life — to a beloved parent and a shared love of nature. Thank you.

  4. Christina Pacosz
    June 5, 2008 at 10:41 am

    Gorgeous poem David. The ritual of water despite us/your mother’s request.

  5. June 9, 2008 at 10:40 am

    Thanks for the comments, everyone!


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