- I heard the old, old men say,
- "Everything alters,
- and one by one we drop away."
- They had hands like claws, and their knees
- were twisted like the old thorn trees
- by the waters.
- I heard the old, old men say,
- "All that's beautiful drifts away
- like the waters."
- --William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), In the Seven Woods (1903)
What is this website for?
- When you are very sad, when someone you love very much has died, sometimes it helps to know that others have felt the same way before you.
My own most loved
- Those who are near me do not know
- Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance
- I will see that instant until I die
- I wondered that other men should live when he was dead
- Nobody knows the trouble I see
- Soon enough he would come once more into the world of light
- After great pain a formal feeling comes
- Vanity falls off the radar
- Time is our friend as well as our enemy
- Surprised by joy
- Who will give me back those days?
- The war has driven a sword through my heart
- Thou hast here no abiding city
- I was so happy, happy at that point!
- Great shining of the inner worlds
- Where has he gone, my dearest son?
- I am in great sadness
- Turn your face to the sun
- Abide with me
- The first days of grief are not the worst
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