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“Eternal Life” by Carl Dennis
Carl Dennis contemplates both in "Eternal Life"
Reincarnation and ghosts are two end-of-life subjects I haven’t touched on much in this column. But Carl Dennis’s “Eternal Life” tackles both in a playful, pondering manner. This also means that he goes back and forth on his views. Initially, … Continue reading
“Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.”
-Langston Hughes (1902-1967)
Posted in A Rite of Passage
Tagged A Right of Passage, Death, Langston Hughes, Life, Poem, Poems about Death, Poems about Life, Quotes, Quotes about Death
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“Death, be not proud” by John Donne
John Donne suggests that death is, in fact, conquerable
I once loaned my mom a book of 17th century plays I had just finished, at her request; the same day, she returned it to me, complaining about the difficult “Shakespearean” language in which it was written. The fact is, … Continue reading
Posted in The Next Chapter
Tagged Death Poems for Loved Ones, John Donne, John Donne Poems, Poem
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In A Palliative Care Nursing Home
A cranky old man dies and his legend goes viral.
This is a poem that has gone viral. It’s suppose to be a true story. Either way it’s a poem to share and who can resist a good yarn. An old man died in a palliative care nursing home in … Continue reading
“To fear death is nothing other than to think oneself wise when one is not. For it is to think one knows what one does not know. No one knows whether death may not even turn out to be one of the greatest blessings of human beings. And yet people fear it as if they knew for certain it is the greatest evil.”
-Socrates
Posted in A Rite of Passage
Tagged Death and Dying, Fear Death, Poem, Poetry, Socrates
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