What the Obituary Didn’t Say
By
Kim Klugh
was that she preferred a tidy life, uncluttered,
with all the crumbs and dirt swept
up and out the door
all surfaces scrubbed free of grime
and gleaming with no traces of her being left
upon the counters nor the floor.
Few were those she
drew close
they who knew her said--
no surprise that when her heart-beat stilled
no funeral was unfurled.
She’d not endure a corporal viewing
no line of gawking mourners
no final glimpse she gave
of burial she’d have no need
since she spurned the grave.
Down by the river-side a small assembly waited
while her wishes they carried forth as ashes
each scooped a palm-full and released her
among the ripples, among the rocks and water
she’d abide down deep amid the sand and silt
well below darting shadows cast
by trawling marble-eyed catfish
sifting, scavenging
through bone dry ash.
Kim Klugh
writes from Lancaster, PA. Her publishing credits include the Intelligencer
Journal, BusinessWoman, “b” magazine, Susquehanna Life,
Central PA Magazine, Byline and
Lancaster City Living. An essay of hers is included in the Adams Media My
Dad is My Hero anthology. Her
poetry has appeared on vox poetica and in Eclectic Flash.





Thank you Sage, for sharing this space with us, your grateful students.
Kim
Posted by: Kim Klugh | April 14, 2010 at 05:34 PM
Kim,
This is Brad from Eclectic Flash. Did your email address change? I have been unable to contact you, and thus have been forced to track you down through other means. :-) Would you mind emailing me at my EF address?
Brad
Posted by: Brad Nelson | October 08, 2010 at 12:36 PM