Peggy Rabb died January 3rd after a four-year fight with cancer, which she met with grace and without complaint. Peggy was a kind, thoughtful, accomplished and brilliant woman -- and a wonderful poet. I was fortunate to be her friend and the recipient of her advice and guidance in my writing over the past few years. You can read two of her 2007 Anthony Hecht Prize-winning poems here:
My poem, "And Death Shall Have No Dominion" is my personal elegy for Peggy.
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
She sprints towards the barrier, clips the turnstile with her heel, stutter-
steps on the asphalt platform, and stumbles through the hissing doors.
She walks the corridor to the back of the train – past each unoccupied
compartment – blue lamps burning like small volcanoes – and reaches
the end of the train. The caboose is filled with with thick ledgers – the
bindings tooled with twisting scripts and symbols – manifests bulging
with forgotten names, accidents and happenstance, random immensity
of the world. The lights burn electric blue, fizzle and sputter like sulfur
in a rain-storm, and the train trundles toward the terminus - daybreak’s
thin gauze plasters the platform yellow – the doors open like a miracle.
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