Both of these play with the images of sand and precious stones to compare our personal treasure to the ordinary. Our most precious memories get lost in the sand of regular existence. Our happiest relationships get lost in the tumult of day to day living. These express the sadness of these notions very well.
I feel the isolation and loneliness you speak of so eloquently. All my students are gone, and I have to teach them online. It’s not at all the same. I cannot sit with you, but we share the emptiness of our enforced solitude.
I really enjoyed this chapter. I can relate to Grant’s aches and hurts. He’s so lucky to have Troy with him. That realization, plus Brian’s words, must have put Grant on a higher peak than any lift could have done.
Simon is fortunate to have Jeff for his friend. Perhaps Simon will be able to develop a little more to see that people who ask to help you - good people like Jeff - do so out of kindness and compassion, and maybe even a little more than that. Jeff is only out of Simon’s league because he believes it to be so. Great chapter.
So, good luck to Dawson, farewell Hank. Chase might have found some peace about his family, and especially concerning his mother. He is maybe entering a similar place concerning Hank. It would be good for Chase to have a friend in Hank again. Now he can open himself to new experiences, and maybe one day a relationship that blooms fully.
A fun and entertaining chapter. So many sights, experiences and impressions, I’d bet it would take Brad months to digest and think through them all. For a favorite, I’d name the selfies with Alex Rodriguez. Sox Nation meets Evil Empire. Great scene.
You make me feel frustrated with humanity in this moment. Hoarding must be some ingrained primal response to perceptions of scarcity. This, combined with fear, can break us into fragments. This poem reminds me that I must be better than fears and instincts. Thank you.
You heard exactly the kind of song I was singing in these. Wake means there’s nothing but a memory when I go, but I’d prefer that to be a joyous one than a sad whisper. Constancy tried to express how I feel about change, especially the change in heart of a friend I thought I’d lost. Just recently, we reconnected. Thanks for reading, and for your thoughts.
I can’t weep with joy in an icon. You brought about the great revelation deftly, and yet reinforcing Grant’s and Troy’s love for each other. Thank you. May they be very, very happy together.
I’ve heard that a rapid change in barometric pressure can be a valid excuse to miss work in some countries. You’re right about the sound of children’s laughter. It’s a joyful song that lifts my heart. Thank you for reading, and for your response.
There is a constancy to change; nothing appears to stay the same. The latter poem is an observation on a wake for an old friend, and the first considers a friendship now lost to me. Thank you for reading these and for your comments.
Constancy
The barometric pressure points to change,
and such inconstancy is no surprise
for February would seem passing strange
if variation never stirred the skies;
so ever does it seem above the sod
to those who toil and hustle through the day,
the steady adaptation which they plod
must stand like ancient stones against the grey.
And you who once against all tempests stood,
a rock unmoved by fashion, frame or fret,
but e
Hank received a dose of strong spined Chase, and it seems he’s surprised. Good for Chase. Charles certainly plays a good peacemaker and honest intermediary, but in the end it’s the raw unhappiness Chase and Hank feel that overwhelms his efforts. These two may never reconnect again as they once did - I’m not sure they believe in that connection anymore.
There is nothing missing in this chapter. The love and grace and joy you have written into each character is present. Grant has to find the right moment to give Troy the journal. You portray his anxiety about it amazingly well.
An interesting take on the twists and turns of murder. ‘Respectable’ is a very interesting term; so many different ways to look at it as Arnold evolves. The narrative makes me wonder about Edgar’s respectability, but your skilled writing made me lose regard for Kenneth early on.
Great chapter. You give us a wide ranging view of a veteran’s world which is anything but monolithic. I really like how you set up each scene with the same question.
Good for Simon speaking his mind. I remember reading the book and feeling emotionally thwacked by the story. His take on the film has important truth to it. On the other hand I do hope the story of Simon and Jeff might have a happier ending. Thanks for this chapter.