Author of "Cascade"

A story in poetry and prose,of meeting and losing a lover to cancer. Told in four parts- meeting, discovering cancer, losing, and learning to move on.

An excerpt from the book:

Cascade
by Gregory Hirsch

My name,
not paper
nor my image, film
my existence, memory
yours.
The place, my territory
full moon for a candle
the sand my bed
the sea my tears
and the wind, our
music, our souls.
In secret,
like illusion
mystery, a dream or fantasy
the only witness
you
and the wind to cover,
our marks in the sand.

The next night I sat waiting for her. The
earth made her usual noises. Buffeting wind,
water lapping against the dock posts, cars in
the distance. Insects crying out for a mate.
Occasional voices, and every set of footsteps,
hers, for a moment.
But, she did not come.

The fingers of wine
run late, and randomly
ending in drops, like nectar
on flesh
as they reach the small pool of wine
waiting in the bottom of the glass.
Like waiting for her.

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