[00:04.97]Our daughter is one and a half[00:10.09]You have been dead eleven days[00:15.16]I got on the boat and came to the place[00:19.76]Where the three of us were going to build our house[00:24.57]If you had lived[00:29.80]You died though[00:32.76]So I came here alone with our baby and the dust of your bones[00:44.70]I can't remember, were you into Canada geese?[00:54.80]Is it significant[00:59.94]These hundreds on the beach?[01:07.09]Or were they just hungry[01:10.85]For mid migration seaweed[01:20.32]What about foxgloves[01:25.03]Is that a flower you liked?[01:30.20]I can't remember[01:34.50]You did most of my remembering for me[01:41.13]And now I stand untethered[01:46.35]In a field full of wild foxgloves[01:50.66]Wondering if you're there[01:54.84]Or if a flower means anything[02:00.69]And what could anything mean[02:05.35]In this crushing absurdity[02:11.44]I brought a chair from home[02:17.11]I'm leaving it on the hill[02:22.94]Facing west and north[02:26.77]And I poured out your ashes on it[02:31.67]I guess so you can watch the sunset[02:36.75]But the truth is I don't think of that dust as you[02:46.37]You are the sunset