Goodbye, Kurt

Kurt Vonnegut, one of my favorite writers--someone who really helped me focus what I felt about the world--is dead at 84.

This is from his final work, A Man Without a Country:

When the last living thing
has died on account of us,
how poetical it would be
if Earth could say,
in a voice floating up
perhaps
from the floor
of the Grand Canyon,
“It is done.”
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