My eyes saw darkness; I did not see the invisible light
In the depths and layers of your darkness, the light
That is the source of the universe;
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, journeys, poems about art, poems about poetry, Rabindranath Tagore, translation
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: ageing, death, William Wordsworth
You can make him carry a plank of wood
To the top of a hill and nail him to it.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, Edwin Brock, free verse, unsettling, war