Is your Blue my Red

This is for Sara Eliot!

This is for Sara Eliot! I learned today from Bruce Lietze that Sara Eliot passed away last month, something I was unaware of, but I had noticed she was not commenting on my Facebook page, but I didn't seek out why, I just assumed she was busy; rest in peace kind poet. The following is taken from a communication between the two of us, a few years back.

Sara to me: "Do you believe that people who have passed over can still guide you?"

My reply: "Perhaps, some people are forever a part of me, no denying that, for I am what I am because of them. I am always finding old friends online for admittedly they are a part of me, though we are apart. I believe we commune with the same spirits over again, and again in countless incarnations on this world, we meet people for a reason, be it for a moment or years, they are apart of the coven of oneness that is us, no accidents in life for life is already written, just as we have met, although it be virtually, you are a part of my psyche, and your words influence me, just as Shakespeare, Donne, Keats, and many others who are out of sync are one with us, and their words yet influence us. As they say, "Birds of a feather, flock together," poets, artist find each other, weather in the real world, or the virtual world, and there we coven in thoughts, pick each other's brains, and sup on ideas. What feeds us is tangible and intangible, real and virtual. In the past, poets would literally flock together and live communally. In that communal setting, thoughts would give birth to ideas, and intercourse would bear fruit.