On Leaving (via Karin’s Charivari)

On Leaving We put our house on the market, this albatross, bursting at the seams, collapsing around us. Ten years, and we’ve so outgrown. Three boys need five acres each—or a padded room with a lock. And what is a house but a leaf of grass, the convergence of the universe, a cairn to mark our passing. We came as three, plus a cat, to this roosting station, where we watched the parade of neighbors arrive and depart, in cars, vans, and ambulances; the shapesh … Read More

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