by
The Paris Review
(editor)
The Paris Review Issue 232
The Paris Review Issue 232
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
The Paris Review Issue 232
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
122
After the Death of a Friend
(missing author)
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There is so much we’ve begun to pile upon you, more
than all the lives we’ve had and have lost. Nothing whatever
burns to ash. Years pass. Days, wisdom, the simple sadness.
A slow-moving ray of sunlight walks me backward
to a past turned magical by the virtue of its emptiness,
this part of myself that never fails to embrace us.
There is so much we’ve begun to pile upon you, more
than all the lives we’ve had and have lost. Nothing whatever
burns to ash. Years pass. Days, wisdom, the simple sadness.
A slow-moving ray of sunlight walks me backward
to a past turned magical by the virtue of its emptiness,
this part of myself that never fails to embrace us.