Carys Comma
My Daughter,
There is shame and hope
In everything that we do
But there it meld to beauty
Enough to carry us through
To the shores of Alaska
As the ice meets the snow
Where the shame and the hope
Both urge us to Go.
Dada
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Compendium (return)
Here, you will find – exclusively – my humble compendium of letters. These are the correspondence I have maintained with my family. I submit them to your review for reasons I do not understand.
Forgive such musings as here follow. They are merely awkward attempts to understand a reality which eludes language. And, now they are yours.
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