The nature of grief

In grief   there were slow afternoons and swampy mid-day mornings of discombobulation there was waking with a leaden, burning heart and wondering why nature invented whimpering I watched myself as griever, as walker, as the woman who put brie on crackers and re-boiled water in the kettle five times If there is a “she” …

Grief poems

Today Frans has been gone 10 months. This past weekend, as I was cleaning the house, this poem started to form in my mind. Feel free to use it with groups or share it with others who are bereaved. You can send them the link or copy and paste.  Simple questions by Reinekke Lengelle First …

Remembering Frans

Poems to Frans and about death, June & July 2019 Cloudscapes Everything is more beautiful and painful now and that’s the deal no one escapes you showed me light and shadow enacted and reflected Enriched by love’s long apprenticeship I thought today about how you dove towards death I had never seen someone do it …