blue

antoine's mum passed away early sunday morning...a strange sense of relief i felt for antoine...he's had it quite hard with her. guilt! that classic christian raison d'etre...my mum...george's too...together we would drown our "mother" rants in beer...so peaceful she looked all dressed up in bed...the dogs restive as the family trickled in...blue! i decided was her favourite colour as i pulled out my baatik shirt...
o blue come forth
o blue arise
o blue ascend
o blue come in
...like jarman, she liked her garden...she'd been preparing for sometime now...

i hate funerals, especially the moment they lower the coffin into the grave...my point when the levee breaks...but yesterday, i kinda steeled myself into carrying the coffin out of the church n into the cemetary...n even waved her goodbye, as i carried sanah, who was trying very hard to make sense of it all...

the cemetary itself awash in this golden glow of the setting sun...