Last weekend a stunningly varied group of people gathered to say goodbye to and honor a very dynamic and life-filled woman. I knew her as an amazing high school English teacher who tutored me (her student teacher) in her craft, and I knew her as a pilgrim with whom I had the privilege of walking on the Camino. What I kept hearing Sunday at the memorial service were all the ways in which Susan was oriented toward beauty — in writing, in loving, in teaching, in fashion, in travel, in life experience. And because she was so oriented toward beauty, she also fostered and created beauty around her.

As I remember her with gratitude, I offer a couple of poems I wrote almost 10 years ago. I pray there is yet a word of life in them. (I include them as links because the format is as important as the words. Please excuse the inconvenience.)

BEAUTY

How can there be beauty in such destruction?

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