By Elane Kim
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Explore Poems: Funerals
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- By Victoria ChangJan.4.2022 A call is just a call. I pick it up. Jan.6.2022 I lift blankets looking for my father. Jan...
- By Ben PurkertA week apart, our birthdays formed a bridge. They always fell at the best time: snow over flowers like...
- By Dylan ThomasDo not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against...
- By Countee CullenWith two white roses on her breasts, White candles at head and feet, Dark Madonna of the grave she rests...
- By Anne SextonGone, I say and walk from church, refusing the stiff procession to the grave, letting the dead ride ...
- By BedeFore there neidfaerae naenig uuiurthit thoncsnotturra than him tharf sie to ymbhycggannae aer his hiniongae huaet...
- By Robert LowellI A brackish reach of shoal off Madaket— The sea was still breaking violently and night Had steamed ...
- By Emily DickinsonAfter great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart ...
- By Emily DickinsonI dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors...
- By Emily DickinsonOf Glory not a Beam is left But her Eternal House – The Asterisk is for the Dead, The Living, for the...
- By Wallace StevensI Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair, And the green freedom...
- By Walt WhitmanO Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought...
- By Philip LarkinSide by sideSide by side To see a recent photograph of this tomb of the Earl and Countess of Arundel...
- By William ShakespeareNo longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the ...
- By Derek WalcottThen all the nations of birds lifted together the huge net of the shadows of this earth in multitudinous...
- By Robert AlterA David psalm. The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. In grass meadows He makes me lie down, by ...
- By Elise PartridgeRemember after work you grabbed our skateboard, crouched like a surfer, wingtips over the edge; wheels...
- By Clifton GachaguaTo the young and able man who lets his death come in with veils in his face that say you can come in...
- By Naomi Shihab NyeWe forget that we are all dead men conversing with dead men. —Jorge Luis Borges For the first time, on the road...