“He said being dead was a little like living, only longer.” DeathPoetryDyingPoemLiving Book:Book of Hours: Poems Source: Book of Hours: Poems
“I am no longer ashamed how for weeks, after, I wanted to be dead--not to die, mind you, or do myself in--but to be there already, walking amongst all those I'd lost, to join the throng singing, if that's what there is-- or the nothing, the gnawing-- So be it.” DeathPoetryLossGriefDyingSorrowPoemMourningAfterlife Book:Book of Hours: Poems Source: Book of Hours: Poems