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Good Friday

Friday, April 22, 2011 8:00 AM Comments (0)

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

from “Funeral Blues,” W.H. Auden

 

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Simcha Fisher writes for several publications. She lives in New Hampshire with her husband and nine children. Without supernatural aid, she would hardly be a human being.