Monday, December 19


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Dirge Without Music
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,--but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love, --
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Today dad went to the cemetary, he wanted to have some time alone.
I did not want to be alone.
I am not resigned.

I feel my family this year.
I am as resolute as ever I have been.
All things must be borne.


LingLing said...

Oh sweetie, I feel for you. My thoughts are with you and your family.
One of the most terrible things about grief is the way it steals our ability to speak. The grieving are rendered mute and those who wish to comfort find that all their words desert them. At a time when communication is most important it seems we're robbed of it.

I hope you know that I, and all your other friends, are thinking of you and feeling with you, even if we lack the words to say exactly how much.

Brighton said...

I'm so sorry. *hugs*

Ashley said...


Tricia said...

You guys are wonderful.

I really do appreciate all of the support as does my family. I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season. We're up early doing secret santa stuff ;)

A couple more late nights and we should be all set. Of course by then it will be Christmas, but hey, it's worth it.

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