My Sister Carole, My Love

January 3, 1950— October 19, 2002

Four days ago, a full moon and you. I dreamed about you in Spring Mountain or Spring River, and saw your face, with a curly perm no less, like a celebration of confetti. I cried and cried when I woke up. I am only realizing now, you between and into lakes and mountains, everywhere. Anew.