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“Jane has been dead for more than two decades. Earlier this year I grieved for her in a way I had never grieved before. At eighty-six, I was sick and thought I was dying. Twenty and twenty-one years ago, every day of her dying for eighteen months, I stayed by her side. It was miserable that Jane should die so young, and it was redemptive that I could be with her every hour of every day. Last February I grieved again, this time that she would not sit over me as I died.”

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Book:A Carnival Of Losses: Notes Nearing Ninety
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Donald Hall
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Donald Hall is a renowned American poet, born on September 20, 1928. His poetry is known for its simplicity, depth, and emotional richness, which has won him a wide audience. more

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