My poem “Where Grief Falls” is featured at Great Lakes Review. I am grateful to the team at GLR for taking this piece.
O at the Edges
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My poem “Where Grief Falls” is featured at Great Lakes Review. I am grateful to the team at GLR for taking this piece.
O at the Edges 
I feel your words. Going through the motions of getting dressed or cooking dinner all the while wanting the hurt to just stop.
Thank you for your poem today.
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Thank you, Ali. Sometimes going through the motions is all we have at the moment. But that passes, at least for most of us.
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I was moved by your poem. It hit very close to home.
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Thanks, Liz. Those were a rough few years.
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You’re welcome, Bob.
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Yes. I have been waiting for/watching the same leaves and grass to decompress for far too long.
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They do — some more quickly than others.
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Moving poem – “rising because they must”! Congrats, Bob!
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Thanks, Lynne. Some things can’t be held down or compressed forever.
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Congratulations!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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Wonderful poem…congratulations. 👏👏👏
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Thanks very much!
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