I can't tell you how I feel undercurrents of grief wash these days with a sense of loss that radiates in a silent wake and I've thought that grief is the most personal of emotions She talked about little wakes and I remember a tearless vigil a shuddering silence and the sound of smooth dark stones raked up and down a beach where we sat together and it was all black sand, blue sky

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