The dead are the easiest of subjects
eventually. Their deaths are the most
matter of fact instantly. For, whether
naturally (with a little sigh) or
violently (by nail, rope, then reeling
chair), sent into oblivion, they take
at least two people’s breaths away. Once there –
heaven or nowhere – they may be conjured
and, at first, seem to insist upon it:
his voice, her wit. Soon (a month or a life),
they become tractable and may be shaped
into keepsakes – leaving behind such a
banal desolation.
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By David Selzer