Who I am.

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.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Blessing


May the fires of death that burn at night light our way.
May the sorrows that weigh us down, dissipate at dawn like mist.
May the morning rain moisten our upturned faces with hope.


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  1. Marty Tousley, RN, MS, FTOctober 21, 2014 at 8:43 AM

    "May we become the blessing." Yes.
    Truly a beautiful piece, Mark. It takes my breath away.
    I've taken the liberty of sharing it with the members of our online Grief Healing Discussion Groups, here: http://j.mp/1s2Cpcm
    Blessings to you, and thank you. ♥

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  2. Mark LiebenowOctober 21, 2014 at 12:27 PM

    Marty, thank you. And yes, please feel free to share.

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