Hello, I’m Douglas Ridloff. I’m a poet. When I first saw this piece with these rocks piled together in their frame, I thought of my father’s gravestone, and of always placing stones on it. That has been a tradition in my family for ages, placing rocks on loved ones’ tombstones. I composed this poem for my father. Forgotten. No. Dissipated. No. Gone. No. You Hold this place in my mind. You Hold this place in my heart. You Are the salt of the Earth. You Are this vibrant, brilliant blossom, cherished so deeply. Forgotten. No. Dissipated. No. Gone. No. You Hold these places in my heart and mind. You Are forever loved.