<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459487" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A grief ago</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'There is no grief<br>which time does not lessen<br>or soften' -<br>so said Cicero, a man so often right; <br>a Stoic, those for whom<br>all life presents a lesson<br>to be learned from, <br>and then, to move on from..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I wonder about all this: <br>is grief ever lessened or softened? <br>Is it not, perhaps, overlaid<br>in our so various ways? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For some, grief framed and falsified<br>to ease that grief; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For some, like hyacinths and crocus bulbs, <br>left in a dark cupboard in the autumn of our grief<br>to respond to time, and<br>become at last<br>themselves? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>gently, gently, the covers pulled<br>over the loving bed, <br>the true, the pure, the lovely painful grief, <br>the memory deep cherished, <br>gently, gently, folded<br>into the cupboards of the heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there to be known, without the door disturbed<br>until the time - 'a grief ago' as Dylan wrote -<br>the cupboard opened only for love's sake<br>without grief...: <br>those carefully folded memories<br>brought out and loved<br>and lived a while...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">not grief, not grief...but<br>the pure memory of grief</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and behold, <br>life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</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=459487" data-title="A grief ago de Michael Shepherd" data-description="'There is no grief which time does not lessen or soften' - so said Cicero, a man so often right; a Stoic, those for whom all life presents a lesson to be learned from, and then, to move on from.. But I wonder about all this: is grief ever less..."></div> </div> </div>

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