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all the way

all the way

one drawer down,
five more to go,
digging into corners,
unpacking, upending,
the small belongings
of another life.

socks and shirts,
pants and jackets,
things I bought you,
things I didn’t-
those bits and pieces
of who you were.

remembering well
I tuck it all away,
consign my loving care
to boxes and bags,
dull, impersonal,
empty of thought.

one by one they go,
each piece, every part
so soft and light,
hard and heavy, too,
filled with a weight
I can no longer bear.

so I go on discarding
these reminders,
taking back the space
I need to reclaim,
making room again
for what’s to come.

at last I’m there,
all the way down
to the bottom, done;
drawers emptied,
one life packed away,
and mine ready.

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Jacqlyn Thorne

I've never really liked labels: I am this, I am that... But in the interest of introducing myself to the world, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, real-estate aficionado, movie buff, sometime yogi, and aspiring world-traveler. I think that's a pretty good list... for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.

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