Fumbling and finding awkward grace in the end.
Polite mythology around the table abstracts a decided essence of her.
An unjust and edited portrait of her is construed.
Only in riddle and whisper are their hints of her strong character.
With all scratches and shadows removed.
It is in negative space she lies in wake.
Squint a little bit and you can kind of give her a form.
It is here you will find her laughing.