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lil · 4118 days ago · link · · parent · post: Myth Aborning -a letter and poem from my good friend Ralph Stallard that died today
RIP Ralph Stallard. As it turns out I was at a funeral this morning, on my birthday of all things - a close friend's father. Even though it's brilliant summer, I couldn't stop thinking of the last lines of James Joyce's story "The Dead": His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling . . . upon all the living and the dead.