Amy Secrist

Tag: Dying

  • Poems & Ashes

    It’s so cold today that we gather inside, light her candle, and read Thich Nhat Hanh’s teaching A Cloud Never Dies.  I can’t read my poem out loud, so each person reads it on their own.  Then we all go out in the yard and take turns spreading our dog’s ashes together, wherever we feel called.…

  • I didn’t know I had a dog

    Who’s dog is it?It’s the family’s dog, I laughed.Oh? Oh, okay. Well, that’s good. Nine years later my heart heaved. A few hours later the cardinal came,and I stood staring out the kitchen windowbroom and dustpan in my hands collecting all your hair. and my heart heaved. We lay on the floor with youon the…