Poem for a Suicide

For D—-, Dead By Her Own Hand

My dear, I wonder if before the end
You ever thought about a children’s game—
I’m sure you must have played it too—in which
You ran along a narrow garden wall
Pretending it to be a mountain ledge
So steep a snowy darkness fell away
On either side to deeps invisible;
And when you felt your [...]

Anonymity and Irony

I’m Nobody! Who Are You?

I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us?
Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!

~Emily Dickinson

“The Remains” by Mark Strand

I’ve been reading a fascinating anthology of poems by the Poet’s Laureate of the United States (the office formerly known as the Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress).

One of the discoveries I’ve made in this book is Mark Strand, a poet whose name I’ve been familiar with for a while, but never [...]

Funeral Preparations

Please don’t freak out. I’m not dying (that I know of). But any of us could “go” at any time. In light of that fact, I have prepared a liturgy for my funeral (much to Angela’s dismay, of course). Said liturgy includes this poem by Christina Rosetti. Please, read and [...]