Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.
William ShakespeareTag: death grief bereavement
This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.
William ShakespeareTry to be thoughtful,
don't make the poor man say it;
see how human he is,
he has children of his own,
it is your job to ask:
Is she dead?
And he will nod and say yes
And now he can never not nod.
And now he can never say no.
And now he can never not say
yes.
Tag: poetry murder grief slamming-open-the-door
And when I stand
in the receiving line
like Jackie Kennedy
without the pillbox hat,
if Jackie were fat
and had taken enough Klonopin
to still an ox,
and you whisper
I think of you
every day,
don't finish with
because I've been going
to Weight Watchers
on Tuesdays and wonder
if you want to go too.
Tag: poetry grief what-not-to-say
Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception.
Jodi PicoultAh, grief makes us precise!
Leonard CohenTag: grief
Grief wraps around people, takes them to a place they would not go otherwise.
Patti Callahan HenryTag: grief
Among other things, Kathryn knew, grief was physically exhausting.
Anita ShreveTag: life pain emotion grief anita-shreve the-pilot-s-wife physical
In days that follow, I discover that anger is easier to handle than grief.
Emily GiffinFor as long as the world spins and the earth is green with new wood, she will lie in this box and not in my arms.
Lurlene McDanielTag: grief bereavement
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