Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		The Gradual One by Ward Kelley   The soul takes its leave, not all at once, but gradually, part by part, for the soul is never abrupt.   Your soul has never really surprised you, but has revealed its nature over the course of a lifetime, never the burden of a shock for you. Indeed you suspected all along that you are you . . . in your entirety.   The end comes as no surprise either, for your body was not designed to last, although it holds the secret device to allow your soul to foliate back into its proper element, the sleek cold of space, informed portion by portion, part by part.   Next Poem
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