Gentle Friends, on Monday, a neighbor in our building that we've lived by for the past 13 years passed away. He was a good guy, kinda quirky, he was single and lived by himself. His family/friends have already cleared out his townhouse...
Whenever confronted with death I have often turned to the poetry of
Emily Dickinson... one of my favorites is...
The Bustle in the House
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth, -
The sweeping up the heart,
And putting love away
We shall not want to use again
Until eternity.
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Good Thoughts, Good Words, Good Deeds!
edgar
It is sad when people leave!RIP. AriadnefromGreece!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely sentiment Edgar, nicely chosen words for your neighbour.
ReplyDeleteDearest Edgar: So sorry about your neighbor, I cannot believe they already cleaned out the house, wow.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are having good weather.
Catherine
sorry to hear about your neighbor, I love Emily Dickinson and yes, her poems about death are wonderful
ReplyDeleteI am sorry to hear about your neighbor's passing. Thank you for sharing The Bustle in the House. Have a peaceful weekend!
ReplyDeleteDeath is a such hard thing to deal with. I love the poem that you have shared. Hugs. x
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem in a time of sadness.
ReplyDeleteThat poem is so true. I am sorry to hear about your neighbor. Death is always hard. My best friend once said, "You have to remember that God sees death so differently than we mortals". That really got my brain to thinking.
ReplyDeleteEdgar,
ReplyDeleteYou chose a lovely poem for such a solemn occasion. His death obviously touched you enough for you to post about it. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Thanks for sharing the poem.
Sandra in Texas
I know this is speaking of people but yesterday I put my Ollie dog to sleep, he was 15. Today I am picking up and putting away all the things that made this house his:( This poem touched me.
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