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Lupins

People think I'm a drunk, drinking alone in this car, parked in the campsite back by the outhouse and wood. A lady came down the lane with some kids and I know she said something. Can't really blame her. Lord knows I'm a sight. Drove for hours with your urn against my leg, crying with my arms wrapped around the steering wheel. Didn't bring a thing but your ashes, some whiskey, a bit of paper - thought I'd light a fire before casting you in the falls.
It was September five years ago last we were here, talking about our remains as if it would be easy. I argued you'd wash up on some river bank, and you said "imagine instead that I float to the sea."
But I can't.
Blue lupinsI'll get a plot in town (that's settled now), up in the corner where the lupins grow thick by the fence. They've damned the river and it's too late to ask where else. You'd float forever in that lousy lake. It's not the same now I know the river ends here.

A prose poem by Randy Adams author of "Eternal Prairie". This is one of ten prose poems that developed after 15 years photographing prairie cemeteries.


Photograph 'Blue Lupins' by Shari J. Kaplan


Donna Konsorado, from Vancouver Island, has written a song using this piece by Randy You will find it at
http://trace.ntu.ac.uk/studio/radams/spword/donna.mp3
They are considering discussing the possibility of recording a CD with Donna's renditions of Randy's prose poems.
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4th July 2003
An update
Randy and Donna's plans for the project have escalated. They are now in the planning stages for a multimedia project including live music, spoken word, projected images and art objects. They are planning to take it on the road in 2005. Some initial recordings of the prose poems can be found on Randy's spoken word page: More about Donna Konsorado

Randy's memorial garden Siobhan's memorial to her Mother Martha's Memorial to her Mother-in-Law Back