The Crowbard

For my friend.

This is not spring, this is some other, hollow season —

where we should share a laugh beneath the new-found sun,

silent, shuttered windows lower their bewildered eyes.

 

This is not spring: this greedy season that sucked down her life

along the churning shore now draws our thoughts below,

into muffled, cold and bitter depths.

 

But shadows offer rest; they proffer comfort

in her empty house and at the tables of her friends,

where we still see Grelia as she truly was — no

mere victim of the moment that stole spring.

 

Grelia Reiber was a good friend and colleague of mine here at iTunes – she will be sorely missed.