I write about the landscape of grief, nature, and the wisdom of fools. The author of four books, my essays, poems, and reviews have been published in over 50 journals, including in the Huffington Post and Colorado Review. I’ve won the River Teeth Nonfiction Book Award, the Chautauqua and Literal Latte’s essay prizes, and my work has been nominated for four Pushcart Prizes and named a notable by Best American Essays. My account of hiking in Yosemite to deal with my wife’s death, Mountains of Light, was published by the University of Nebraska Press. http://www.markliebenow.com.
Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Grief Is Not a Carrot
Grief is not a carrot
you eat.
It’s not a cuddly koala
you hug.
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I love these lines:
ReplyDelete"You wait in darkness,
abandoned,
until a wren sings
in the stillness of dawn."
Thank you and be well.
Thank you, Elaine.
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