By Matt Steel
14 July 2021
In memory of Leonard Cohen
Let go the need for narrative.
Let words as waves pile up.
When logic threads are threading bare,
where spoils of work dry up –
where shoals of pain lie cold and gray,
when death inters the cup –
I’ll let the river drown your fear
and bear your body up
to shores where spirit weathers smooth
and grasping hearts give up.