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Grief still catches me at the oddest times. One moment I'll just be doing something mundane, and the next minute some memory leaves me in tears. Anyway, this past week, since Candan's birthday, this poem has been going around in my head. . . maybe because I too am waiting for a dream where I will truly feel Candan's presence. This is by Thomas Pynchon, from Gravity's Rainbow.


I dream that I have found us once again,
with spring so many strangers' lives away,
and we, so free.
out walking by the sea
with someone else's paper words to say...

They took us at the gates of green return,
too lost by then to stop and ask them why—
Do children meet again?
Does any trace remain
Along the superhighways of July?