My Grief

I give it my grief
and it turns it into a blazing conflagration
turns it into flowing tears at the mouth of the river of life
turns it into the softest lover’s kiss
turns it into terrible things
turns it into sobbing cries for mercy
turns it into naive questions
turns it into shocking answers
takes our beating hearts
surrenders them
and the poets stop writing…

— GLB

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