I needed, for months after he died, to remember our rooms—
some lit by the trivial, others ample
with an obscurity that comforted us: it hid our own darkness.
So for months, duteous, I remembered:
rooms where friends lingered, rooms with our beds,
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.
|2015||Little Box||Marilyn Nelson|
|2015||Patsy Cline||Jennifer Chang|
|2015||Only as the Day Is Long||Dorianne Laux|
|2015||More Stones||Andrea Cohen|
|2015||The Sadness of Clothes||Emily Fragos|
|2015||Mozart Songbook||Joan Larkin|
|2015||Do Not Speak of the Dead||Cecilia Llompart|
|2015||Rooms Remembered||Laure-Anne Bosselaar|