In Memory of A Dear Friend = Reunion – Paul Mooney Bennington Vermont


Written Winter 1999

Today I visited Robert Frost’s grave.

You cleaned snow off the stone,

with your bare hands, to uncover his name.

Below that was engraved:

“He had a lovers quarrel with the world”.


I snapped a photo of the siteScan 7

just before you bared him to the sky again.

You were standing at the base of an inconspicuous blanketed slab,

that hardly made an impression in the powdery snow.

Disconcerted by death’s quiet sleep,

You began to sweep, with your hands and then your forearm,

when your hands began to freeze.

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“Here’s his wife. Here’s his son.” You said.

Finally, when you reached his name at the top,

you touched your hands to the stone reverently.


We passed by it, at first.

I turned back and called to you.

“It’s back there, at that arrow.”

A hand painted, little yellow arrow on green board,

stood crookedly pointing, like an after thought – a terse indicator for the tourist.

“Here it is.”


I took another picture of you standing at the foot of it,

for our commemoration ceremony and you one of me.


Two Frost lovers, who read his poems at twilight

and in the middle of a sleepless night to one another,

Meeting at this point in life, for inspiration and meaning,

in an otherwise haunted world,

that we have cause to cling to with our wounded souls,

as grave sweepers,

Stood silently smiling into a camera lens.

Looking for our future.


            ******************   In Memory of Paul Mooney  *******************

                                              a gentle soul, a poet, a father,

                                                 and builder of fine houses

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Bennington VT  1999 – CKatt

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House Bennington VT  1999 – CKatt

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Bennington VT  1999 – CKatt

About kunstkitchen

Visual artist and writer hunting words, languages, visions, and insight in my kitchen - connecting Art (Kunst) and culture and slow food cooking. Credits: Do not own a microwave oven and never have. Do not own a food processor. Chopped veggies in a Zen monastery for a weekend. (Seriously) Classically trained artist. Paint and draw with traditional materials. Live in the Northland where it's six months of winter. Appreciate the little things in life. Sharing food and art experiences and the lessons that my talented and generous friends have given me.
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3 Responses to In Memory of A Dear Friend = Reunion – Paul Mooney Bennington Vermont

  1. I forgot to add condolences for your loss!


  2. I’ve always loved Robert Frost. What a fun pilgramage. I need to dust off some books, now, and take a peek with some fresh (or maybe I should say older) eyes. I just came across a meme yesterday on fb. It had a gorgeous photo of a path in the woods and it said, “I took the road less taken and now I don’t know where the bleep I am!” It made me laugh.

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