<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pentecost</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After the death of our son</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neither the sorrows of afternoon, waiting in the silent house,<br>Nor the night no sleep relieves, when memory<br>Repeats its prosecution.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor the morning's ache for dream's illusion, nor any prayers<br>Improvised to an unknowable god<br>Can extinguish the flame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are not as we were. Death has been our pentecost,<br>And our innocence consumed by these implacable<br>Tongues of fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comfort me with stones. Quench my thirst with sand.<br>I offer you this scarred and guilty hand<br>Until others mix our ashes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dana+Gioia">Dana Gioia</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360302" data-title="Pentecost de Dana Gioia" data-description="After the death of our son Neither the sorrows of afternoon, waiting in the silent house, Nor the night no sleep relieves, when memory Repeats its prosecution. Nor the morning's ache for dream's illusion, nor any prayers Improvised to an unknowa..."></div> </div> </div>

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