for Philip Levine
Donald Justice has died twice:
once in Miami, in the sun, on a Sunday,
and once in Iowa City, on a Friday
in August, which was not without
its own sun—if not bright spot.
In times of loss, find poems of remembrance and comfort to provide the right words for the occasion. Browse our selection of poems about funerals, and for more, check out poems about loss in the themes menu.
|1977||Sitting at Night on the Front Porch||Charles Wright|
|2017||Control Feast||Elizabeth Metzger|
|2006||It Was Like This: You Were Happy||Jane Hirshfield|
|1928||Dirge Without Music||Edna St. Vincent Millay|
|2015||Hey Phil||Juan Felipe Herrera|
|1848||On the Death of Emily Jane Brontë||Charlotte Brontë|
|1849||On the Death of Anne Brontë||Charlotte Brontë|
|2015||Little Box||Marilyn Nelson|