A Time Alone: Sequel to the Hole

By T . W. Gilbert

Pretty much the only ones who may be even slightly interested in reading these books (The Hole, A Time Alone, and Part Insomnia [written, just not yet published]) are (1) empaths or those afflicted with too much visceral understanding and (2) those who live with the experience of loss and grief. It just may be that that perpetual everyday line from the twenty-third psalm, Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, is also the albatross from Coleridges Rime of the Ancient Marinerthose within the grasp of loss and grief wear every day, without being able to remove it or withdraw from it. We are a scarred outcast community of pariahs, forever in the gauntlet, and now forever aware of destinys hand.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: May 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9781546241096

T . W. Gilbert

T. W. Gilbert is a sixty-seven year old Northern Ohio poet, teacher, lecturer, composer, inventor, theorist, and very recent widower, who, upon his amazing wife’s passing, began writing a reaction to the devastating loss and grief by composing a structured and formed poetry collection (This book is the first in what will be a three part series). His main profession is in the field of Special Education/Intellectual Disabilities, having spent the better part of the last 48 years in the field, but also having developed a program for teaching full literacy skills in the last 26 years to individuals in the population, He has presented at many academic conventions across the United States and Canada regarding the literacy acquisition process for individuals with intellectual disabilities, has published in the Journal AAIDD 2002 June, and invented and patented a children’s learning toy to assist with literacy acquisition.

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Published by AuthorHouse 05/07/2018

ISBN: 978-1-5462-4108-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5462-4109-6 (e)

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Contents

Dedication

Preface

Foreword

A Time Alone

Afterward

Dedication

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For the love of my life, Deborah Glaefke Gilbert, who suffered most of her life from Lupus and Multiple Sclerosis, and smoked like a bat for thirty plus years, but surprisingly succumbed to asbestos poisoning and ensuing lung cancer June 6th 2017: professor, poet, author, mother, grandmother, outrageous intelligence and wit, genius and certifiably crazy, yet compassionate and loving and caring despite a life of insane and prolonged and jaw-dropping torment, always leading and inspirational with all.

Preface

This is a continued reaction to her absence, personal and real. If it can help with anyone else going through grief and loss of a loved one, then good. You may call or email at any time to share commiseration, for absence is indeed a universal, and isolation is so unnecessary.

All poems here enclosed are written in a new form which I invented. I am calling it The Glaefke Sonnet.

It is simultaneously a 5 stanza Ballad Stanza and a Shakespearian Sonnet, where every tenth syllable and every fourteenth syllable rhyme.

Blessings,

Tom Gilbert

Cell—216-644-6495

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Foreword

This is an addendum to the author’s first book entitled, The Hole. All of the information and intimate details of my relationship with the author, my brother, remains the same. What is remarkable is that his grief process has produced two more books indicating the progress made as he walks forward through life without his wife. It is still an honor to witness to this outpouring of emotion in the expression of love and loss. I applaud his effort to understand this great loss and heal from it.

Thomas Wistar Gilbert is my brother, thus we weathered the storms of our childhood together, the most relevant event of that time being the death of our older brother, Gordon. For each of us this loss was monumental. I turned four only five days before this death, while Tom turned one only three days later. Our lives were forever changed in many ways not the least of which were that I was elevated into the position of oldest, though second born, and Tom became the oldest boy though third born. It was difficult for anyone in our family to recover but for the two