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Endings #2

 

by Judith Partin-Nielsen

 

folded flag from the casket

pressed against my heart

even now feeling your arms

tightly around me

 

 


Following a trail of words, mountains, spirit and tears, this writer, mother, wife and eventually psychoanalyst left Texas for Colorado in 1985. The land of the Arapahoe welcomed her and called her by name.  The love of poetry, poet and high mountain valleys has warmed her heart and made her home.  Freud said “everywhere I go, the poet has been there before me.” May we keep following those footsteps on our paths thru the worlds. This contributor has taught contemplative psychotherapy at Naropa University, practices psychoanalysis, and writes poetry.

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