Remembering my son’s death 22 years ago, I share a Jane Hirschfield poem.
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Ode Softens Blow of Friend’s Departure
The departure of a friend put me in mind of a John Dryden ode–which led in turn to recalling an intense moment of connection.
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Dear Son, Far Off, My Lost Desire
I understand more with each passing year what Tennyson means when he says his love “is vaster passion now” and how Hallam is thoroughly mixed with God and nature. Tennyson goes on to say that the moral will of humankind—the “living will” that is the best part of ourselves as a people—can finding footing on this spiritual rock. And that the living water that springs from this rock will “flow through our deeds and make them pure.”
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