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[3butterflies.livejournal.com]

Hi.

We've just had a loss in my extended family. Can anyone post any beautiful poems about death? Not any too religious or too sappy?

**EDIT: This had turned out to be a beautiful thread. Thank you for all of your kind words.

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[swankypolkadots.livejournal.com]

When Death Comes

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering;
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,

and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,

and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,
tending, as all music does, toward silence,

and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.

When it's over, I want to say; all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.



Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Beacon Press, 1992.

[andhowever.livejournal.com]

Wow, that choked me up a little bit. That's wonderful.