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Guiding Red
I thought of the poet who had entered hospice, the way his mouth had finished its long job.
TL;DR
- The narrator reflects on a poet entering hospice and the finality of death.
- Reality transforms into wood, symbolizing a loss of softness and connection.
- A visitation from the narrator's deceased father occurs, involving symbolic actions and the detachment of sadness.
- Mirrors also turn to wood, causing writers to scatter and reflecting a sense of emptiness.
- The narrator feels no closer to understanding life despite experiencing death.
- The experience leaves the narrator feeling lost and unchanged.