Your Voice Has Rung Out On Dark Nights

Dear Mary,

One day you finally knew

what you had to do and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice—

Thank you, thank you! Your voice has rung out on dark nights urging me to follow my inner voice. I obeyed.

I’m so sorry to hear that the wind is prying with its stiff fingers at your door.

Empowered by your poetry, I add my voice to the many who have heard your call to action and hope you find what you need at this time in whatever form it arrives at your door. Live in health, rest in peace, dear poet. Your voice has made a difference.

Deborah Goemans