Communion of Saints II for my goddaughter, Sylvia
Today I wrote another letter
to my goddaughter dying…
who we know now, is dying.
And I think about the theatre curtain,
wine-like and substantial that cloisters
us underlings from the players.
I told her if she went before me
I would pray to her and petition her
for a stageful of intercessions,
for seventy times seven
consecrated props. It will, of course,
not be that tall crimson pall
but a veil sheer and willowy
as wings, perhaps Irish lace
latticed and lustrous,
so that now I feel her breath
against my face, her
breath against my face.
Fred Gallagher is Editor-in-Chief at Good Will Publishers, Inc., the parent company of TAN Books and Saint Benedict Press. He is the author of three memorial volumes on bereavement and three children’s books on character development. He has also authored a novel entitled The Light Hiding in Spindle. Fred has published poetry in Agora, Sanskrit, Cold Mountain Review, and is the 2023 winner of the Prime Number Magazine Annual Poetry Award. He resides with his wife, Kim, in Charlotte, N.C.

This is the sort of poem that gives to me more each time I read it. It combines the the profundity and beauty of death with its sadness. I must chase up Fred Gallagher’s other poems. Thank you, Sarah! – Jane
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