Clara Briefly Responds
we friends called her,
for she was long-
a trinity. No matter what
the history of the coaxial cable,
three things that happened in March,
she’d be alive
with Carlinesque rhythm and wit.
On Monday morning, sitting by her
bed at St. Joseph’s hospital,
cancer tickling her throat,
we held hands for three hours,
silent. When I squeezed
her goodbye, she grinned and offered,
keep my eulogy brief.
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