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      March 7, 2024Gregory OrrWeeping, Weeping, Weeping

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      Weeping, weeping, weeping.
      No wonder the oceans are full
      No wonder the seas are rising.
      It’s not the beloved’s fault.
      Dying is part of the story.
      It’s not your fault either:
      Tears are also.
      But
      You can’t read when you’re
      Crying. Sobbing, you won’t
      Hear the song that resurrects
      The body of the beloved.
      Why not rest awhile? If weeping
      Is one of the world’s tasks,
      It doesn’t lack adherents.
      Someone will take your place,
      Someone will weep for you.

      from #24 - Winter 2005

      Gregory Orr

      “I know these words are hard to work with, because they sound naive. But they’re not naive, they’re fundamental. I think when I read a poem that deeply moves me, that feels beautiful and moving, I feel as though I’ve been given more courage to live.”

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