Liv in France, February 2019
"Death lies on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field."
(Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet)
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Liv in France, February 2019
"Death lies on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field."
(Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet)
Javid Tabatabaei Teheran, b. 1975
Canal in China, 2019 Watercolor
To Liv, so much love in memory of you.
May 13, 1997-April 28, 2019
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I should have been there to rescue you, Liv. 💔
Tanka Diary
all landmarks erased
fast upon my heels, all gone,
as if never there.
They live in my memory
along with those I loved there
-- Michael Boiano
For sweet beloved Liv 4.28.2025 The sixth anniversary of missing her 💔
“She was everything, my brightest light and deepest shadow.”
— Michael Boiano
They all felt awkward
They all felt awkward and
unhappy suddenly,
because it was a sort of good-bye
they were saying,
and they didn’t want to think about it.
So they stood around,
and waited
for somebody else to speak.
~ A.A.Milne
#goodbye
“Rahel, on the other hand, was wide awake, fiercely vigilant, and brittle with exhaustion from her battle against Real Life.”
— The God of Small Things: A Novel by Arundhati Roy
Liv, May 13, 1997 - April 28, 2019
Here
is a eulogy
for all the parts in us that did not
make it out alive.
Here
is the shrine we made from our traumas.
(Koleka Putuma, from “Twenty-One Ways of Leaving,” Collective Amnesia)
Just before the 2019 fire in the roof
“One day you will learn to take care of yourself , however that may be ; your faith , words , travel , love , art , you will let it save you . You will learn to heal without destroying .”
— Kriti.G (via kriti-g)