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redmondmag.com — 131202REDMackieThreshold
“Sometimes I run across a poem that makes me go still inside. This one, by Elise Hempel, posted on the blog Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, did just that.
Threshold
When does the recent past become
the distant past, when does a loss –
still new, unreal – begin to cross
into memory’s catacombs?
How many months create the door
through which the daze and doubt of grief
pass and slacken to belief,
and then a steady faith? How long before
your silent room – unbroken sun
on an empty sill, the stripped bed –
is just a scene, I glance instead
of stepping in?
by Elise Hempel
Editor’s Note: This poem uses fragments of meter and rhyme to portray the loss of a loved one. The yearning for peace instead of grief can be a frustrating journey.
Impromptu Promptlings 
And I quote, “everything happens at the rate at which it happens, no faster, no slower.”
lovely poem!
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As in all grieving… Nice quote.
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Thinking it is from a book, “Be Here Now.” I’ve been carrying that quote with me for so long (decades) that I’m uncertain of it’s origin.
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Lovely poem, but She seems so young to have to have experienced this…
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That’s not her picture. That’s the lady who runs that site (Christine Klocek-Lim). She posts the poems of other people on there. Kind of like I do, but she doesn’t really identify them, which is a shame in case someone would like to read more of their stuff. I looked Elise Hempel up on the Poetry Foundation site. She’s an older lady.
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Just perfect.
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Yes. It’s quite arresting, isn’t it…
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