“Grief,” for Joannie Rochette

27 Feb 2010

"Most like a monumental statue set / In everlasting watch and moveless woe..."

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless —
That only men incredulous of despair,
Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air,
Beat upward to God’s throne in loud access
Of shrieking and reproach. Full desertness
In souls, as countries, lieth silent-bare
Under the blenching, vertical eye-glare
Of the absolute Heavens. Deep-hearted man, express
Grief for thy Dead in silence like to death;
Most like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe,
Till itself crumble to the dust beneath.
Touch it: the marble eyelids are not wet —
If it could weep, it could arise and go.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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One Response to ““Grief,” for Joannie Rochette”

  1. wordwand Says:

    thanks for sharing this great poem.


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