“The living have to live with it. You don’t. Theirs is the grief or the gladness of your death, theirs is the loss or gain of it. Theirs is the pain and the pleasure of memory.” — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“I had this theory. It was based loosely on the unremarkable observation that the old are always looking back with longing while the young,… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“The advance of our technology is coincidental with the loss of our appetite for ethical questions that ought to attend the implications of these… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
Whatever’s there to feel, feel it – the riddance, the relief, the fright and freedom, the fear of forgetting, the dull ache of your… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“The bodies of the newly dead are not debris nor remnant, nor are they entirely icon or essence. They are, rather, changelings, incubates, hatchlings… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“The living have to live with it. You don’t. Theirs is the grief or the gladness of your death, theirs is the loss or… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“When we bury the old, we bury the known past, the past we imagine sometimes better than it was, but the past all the… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
Whatever's there to feel, feel it—the riddance, the relief, the fright and freedom, the fear of forgetting, the dull ache of your own mortality.… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
Usually a poem takes shape accoustically - a line or a pair of lines will repeat itself in my ear. — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
If I were assigned poems I suppose I'd write more of them but it is entirely voluntary and for the most part ignored in… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“There are those, too, who are ethnically predisposed in favor of funerals, who recognize among the black drapes and dirges an emotionally potent and… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
I'm lazy but generally task oriented so having a hoop to jump through means eventually I'll make the effort. — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
