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“Sparse breaths, then none —
and it was done.

Listening and hugging hard,
between mouthing
of sweet next-to-nothings
into her ear —
pillow-talk-cum-prayer —
I never heard
the precise cadence
into silence
that argued the end.
Yet I knew it had happened.”

Ah... I can tell it’s going to take a while for me to go through this book despite it only being 62 pages long...

Please explain tears.
They must have some purpose
that a Darwin or a Freud
would have understood.

What do we gain by it -
blind to the tiger's leap,
voiceless under the avalanche?
Somebody must know.

'Gentle little boat,
across the ocean float':
Auden's words.

But, as a wise man said,
'Death is not
an event in life.'
Nor is it a journey.

Powerful and moving. Heart breaking and heart warming.

As beautiful as it is painful. As tender as it is desperate. As eloquent as it is ever silent in the face of the Great Silence of death and the even greater silence (if there can be such a thing) of the death of an intensely loved one.

The most beautiful verses I've read... Simply stunning.