Love Came Here

“Sometimes a scream

Is better than a thesis.”

Tears crowd the corners

Of my eyes and fall

Like rain

And helpless hands

At my sides

I stand

And stare

At an ice-womb

That cradles hope

Expectant,

Deferred,

Denied.

Light breathes life

Darkness cradles sorrow

Unspoken

Untouched

And I cry

In remembrance.
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I walked the corridors of the World Ice Art Championships and came to an abrupt halt in front of this sculpture. Entitled “Expectant”, it knocked me sideways and it seemed like all the oxygen had been sucked out of the world, right then. It is a beautiful tribute to motherhood, to the cradling of life- and to the fragility, the soul-wrenching emptiness of loss. This is not easy to write, to exhale.

Love Came Here

There is no end to this story

No final blow or glory

Love came here and never left



Now that my heart is open

It can’t be closed or broken

Love came here and never left



Now I’ll have to live with loving you forever

Although the days of living life together

Of living life together are over



There’s nothing here to throw away

I came to you in the light of day

And love came here and never left

Love came here and never left.

-Lhasa de Sela

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This post is dedicated to every woman,
every where,
Who has known loss.


- For David.