My life would have been unrecognisable without you in it.
Sunday, September 20, 2026
Sunday, September 13, 2026
Saturday, September 12, 2026
Monday, September 7, 2026
Talking to Grief by Denise Levertov
Ah, Grief, I should not treat you
like a homeless dog
who comes to the back door
for a crust, for a meatless bone.
I should trust you.
I should coax you
into the house and give you
your own corner,
a worn mat to lie on,
your own water dish.
You think I don't know you've been living
under my porch.
You long for your real place to be readied
before winter comes. You need
your name,
your collar and tag. You need
the right to warn off intruders,
to consider
my house your own
and me your person
and yourself
my own dog.
~ Denise Levertov
Wednesday, September 2, 2026
You Are Still Here
You didn't make it to the end of my story
But I still keep the corner folded on your page
The chapter we wrote together still lives in my heart
~ Clara N.
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