Episode Notes
This week’s poem welcomes us into a family during the years-long process of writing a will, which in turn, requires a hovering awareness of death. This family’s experience asks us to redefine what hovering means, and how we choose to greet something that we’ve been taught to fear or feel uncomfortable about. It emphasizes the need to make space for conversations, thoughts, feelings, and emotions well in advance of death. 
Here is a snippet of My Family Writes a Will:
Though seemingly dark, body-shaped coffins,
shadows are, rather, a place for life’s quiet, rebirth, rest, and growth
because, if we
love
death thoroughly, they will
say:
by the love you’ve
left,
I’m deeply impressed,
by not
fearing
me, I
offer
you the sea, or perhaps a tree,
or anywhere else you wish to be
free
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