"Her inner and outer beauty was reflected in her love of acting, poetry, music and of the Orthodox Church"
Was the grief so hard that
a half-stranger was a safer
recipient from that
strange other place beyond
a buckled wheel,
a satchel, a copy of Hamlet
and girl's things on the road?
I guess at that - no details
were released and
your picture never made fame .
A song gifted the day
you failed your father
instead stretched shadow-
fingers over the composer's ears.
