Obituary for Anne Schlenker (McBryde) 1958-2026 “I love you all the time and I’ll love you forever.” Anne’s last words to her family before her emergency brain surgery, May 12, 2025. It is with profound sadness that we wish to announce the death of Anne Schlenker (McBryde). Anne passed away in the early morning hours..
Anne passed away today (La version française suit la version anglaise) Anne passed away today at 5:40 a.m. She was serene and well looked after by the gentle, loving, and compassionate nurses and personal care assistants of the palliative care unit at Saint Vincent’s Hospital (Bruyere) in Ottawa. So many of you have been so..
Losing my Kitten A free verse poem on loss and memory The imminent loss of my beloved Anne evokes childhood loss. Anne, my Kitten, a mortally wounded creature, quivers in my arms, her body folded into the shape of soon-to-be eternal surrender. I whisper her pet name, “Kit, Kitty,” my lips brushing the soft..
The Art of Loving: For the 47th Anniversary of Our Conjugal Life, April 30, 2026 The short poem below is a villanelle I wrote two years ago, based on the poet Elizabeth Bishop’s sublime work “One Art.” It is dedicated to my dear wife Anne to mark our 47 years of life together,..
Anne Hears “River Flows In You” March 8, 2026 Anne, in her wheelchair by the sterile off-white walls, Wheels whispering across linoleum, the world narrowing, She passes the hospital chapel, quiet inside, golden light spilling. A young nurse, nimble fingers on keys, Softly pouring notes into air heavy with waiting. “River Flows In You,”..
Anne says goodbye to the bird life that she loves Along the winding path not far from our abode, Ottawa’s breath lingering in dew, the blue jays’ chatter fractures the fragile morning. Ah, my dearest Anne, you cannot hear them now, your eyes drifting to the city life beneath your hospital window, ears perked,..
Anne Awakens In the midst of the hospital’s beeping machines, Anne lay wrapped in linen dreams. Three days drifting, submerged in enduring night, Her breath as fragile as candlelight. Caregivers hovering, hope nearly spent, Eyes searching for any gentle movement. Then softly, a miracle unfolds, She blinks once, then twice, then thrice, behold. Her..
On the Thinnest of Ice Anne lies in her silent hospital bed, Breath rising, falling, then barely stirring, A hush, thick as our winter snows, fills the room. The clock ticks, yet time itself seems to pause. Sixty hours, and the world grows dimmer. Her hand in mine, warmer once, now soft as river..
Anne’s Aphasia: At a Total Loss for Words Anne, whose tongue once danced in six bright streams, German, Slovak, Czech, English, French, and Spanish, Each language a doorway, each word alive, Now, cancer’s shadow closes her mouth, yet leaves her mind awake. Inside her, thought still sings, quiet as dawn mist, Ideas unfurl, unseen,..
“Intake”* or the perils of maintaining a vigorous appetite when ravaged by brain cancer I hand feed Anne all her meals now, since she’s nearly totally paralyzed, due to the ravages wreaked by her brain cancer (glioblastoma). Being a caregiver in this moment brings a mix of heartbreak and tenderness. There’s a sharp ache..