He is in care. 30 years without running water. 30 years without a fridge. He did not care. He is in care. He ate veggies, and nuts. He drank urine, because Ghandi did. He did not care. He is in care. He lived alone. In a hovel, in the bush. He did not care. He is in care. He wandered five days, After the stroke seeped Blood into his drug-addled left-hemisphere. He could no longer understand. He is in care. He is reminded to wash. He is reminded to change. He is fed 3 times daily. He cannot read. He cannot follow television. He is all but mute. Now others care for him. He ain't heavy, He's my brother. |
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33 comments:
This portrait alone can be interpreted in many different ways, but the poem is a theme in itself.
Nice poem. My mother is having a few problems now and it is not easy to cope with that.
Such a moving poem Julie ...
A moving and poignant post, Julie.
Your post is stirring...reminding us to value what we have and be aware of others' needs.
Beautiful portrait!
Some people are dealt almost impossibly difficult hands.
Beautiful poem Julie.
Thank you for sharing this deep work with us.
ALOHA from Honolulu
ComfortSpiral
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Very moving Julie, both the poem and the photo.
Wow - Julie! I'm overwhelmed.
wow!! a shed a tear or two
hugs and warm thoughts .. a very touching tribute to your brother.
The poem had my dry eyes moisten. Many years ago as a young slip of a girl, I nursed in a nursing home. I learned more about life, and more importantly living than any place or anyone since. Well chosen subject for the theme day by yourself. You cannot beat a natural portrait to convey the message.
Beautiful post Julie. Your brother, although he doesn't realize it, is very lucky to have you as his sister x
Terrific theme day post, Julie
A moving post, Julie, from the heart.
Beautiful and deeply, deeply moving. Thank you.
Excellent interpretation of the theme. I like it very muchg.
Bloody brothers and sisters!
Makin' us love them and stuff.
Love is a precious thing.
Your portrait is so intimate and your poem reminds me of the haiku in your blog years ago when I first started following. I have been greatly rewarded from your wonderful insights over those years.
a beautiful portrait
I am so moved by this post, Julie! In a way it's a sad post, but in another way it's positive because you still care.
Like the photo, so serious. Like your words that accompany it.
So beautiful Julie. Thank you.
This is moving and beautiful.
This is so moving...
Your post is touching and so are all these thoughtful comments above.
What an intense story and poignant illustration. It reminds me of someone in my wife's family.
Magnificent post, touching and powerful poem and image!
A brilliant and poignant post Julie both in the image and the prose.
Julie, I knew you would come up with something wonderful. Love this post and this music came right to my mind: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jl5vi9ir49g
thanks for your comment on my ageing post I have explained a bit more :)
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