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Every Day of the Dead
- Louisiana State University Press
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59 Every Day of the Dead An old church house abandoned long enough has constantly dark windows. Two tree limbs stretch across its walk—like the arms of one who fell long ago. Back garden vines vein over a skeletal trellis. A cemetery of leaning stones cools before and after rain. Fence corners overgrown with blue-gray, even on sunny days, are harder to remember at night. Shadows of shadows on humps of earth, portals—we come to touch the world we may believe in, as the long-gone may come to a ray of evening sun against a mausoleum wall, for the memory of memory and warmth of body we think they must believe in. ...