REFLECT TRIPTICH

THE THREE GRACES

We have the picture of you in mins,
when you were young, posturing
(for a photographer) in scarves
(if you could have done it). But now,
for none of you is immortal, ninety
three, the three, ninety and three,
Mary, Ellen and Emily, what
beauty is it clings still about you?
Undying? Magical? For there is still
no answer, why we live or why
you will not live longer than I
or that there be an answer why
any should live and whatever other
should die. Yet you live. You live
and all that can be said is that
you live, time cannot alter it –
and as I write this Mary has died.

– William Carlos Williams

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