Poem + pictures Part 2
For what is it to die but to stand
naked in the wind and to melt into
the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs,
then shall you truly
dance.
— Kahlil Gibran
For what is it to die but to stand
naked in the wind and to melt into
the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs,
then shall you truly
dance.
— Kahlil Gibran
I’m having trouble writing in my own words right now. So here is a poem we read on Wednesday at D’s burial site and a selection of pictures. Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye Do not stand at my grave and weepI am not there. I do not sleep.I am a […]
I first met D in 2011 along with Sarah at a graphic medicine event in Leeds. I was relatively well at the time but we bonded over our chronic illness situations. We had reconnected over the past couple of years as my situation deteriorated and a now mutual friend reached out to me and asked […]
I will always remember.
I first met Donimo at a gathering at a shared house on Napier Street sometime around 1998 or 1999. Donimo walked in, met all of Sarah’s friends and then hours later, casually mentioned that she used to live in that very house many years before. Such a surprise! Although we knew each other and moved […]
Dear Donimo, All these years of knowing and admiring you from a friendly distance, from your volunteer shifts at the Odd Ball and seeing you at so many great queer events, being that handsome, dapper fella at Sarah’s side. I’m heartsick to hear of your passing. These two decades, I often felt like the loud […]
Donimo, I was never part of your inner circle, but one day while I was visiting Ruth Harding — who lived beside Uschi then I think, in those ancient attic rooms of white-and-turquoise peeling paint up on the Drive — we somehow met and shared a laugh or two. My memories are blurred now, but […]
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I didn’t know Donimo extremely well. We were acquaintances. But as life in our queer communities are so intertwined, I have known River my whole life and River is a piece of Donimo and Sarah’s chosen family. Through River I saw how beautiful and romantic a friendship could be. The ways I witnessed them each […]
We met that first day in Art class, Painting with Mircho Jakobow and were “friends at first sight”. You took me under your wing, introducing me to the natural wonders of the Fraser Valley and Lynn Headwaters Park. I can’t sum up our friendship in a paragraph, it spanned so many years, so many life […]