Jim Harrison
he knew
his time had come
embraced it reluctantly
and completely in his way
with pen in hand
poised over paper
words seemed to come easily for him
and he used them
to describe the mystery
of beauty and resilience of life
in all he saw around him
the world could not contain him
his print pressed the earth with all the force
of energy and will he could summon from a body
slowly wracked and weakened with pain
but he persisted and endured
as he gradually wore it down
until the pain became too hard to bear
so he sat alone
in his cabin
trembling and fearless
while light slowly ebbed
into darkness and
silence ruled the hour
in his honor
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