Mark Liebenow - Grief (formerly Widowers Grief): Passover

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.

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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Walking the Desert Road

Monday People

Those who grieve feel like Saturday people, in the Christian Holy Week lexicon of events. They wait in the dark, uncertain space between death and life, between the despair of Good Friday and the joy of Easter Sunday, finding it hard to believe that anything is left, because everywhere they look, they see destruction and emptiness.

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Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Holy (Death) Saturday

Last Saturday I was online with sixty grieving friends who live around the world, and I realized that this day, Holy Saturday, is where grieving people live. Grievers are Saturday people, my friend Megan says.

For people who have recently lost a spouse, a child or a parent, they exist in this nether world between death and life for a year, unable to let go of one and unable to embrace the other. If they are Christians, they may not even be able to feel the joy of Easter Sunday this year.