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‘The Irishman’ Review: The Mob’s Greatest Hits, in a Somber Key – The New York Times

A Classic Collection of Loss and Resilience: Deflection by Roberta Beary | Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog

autumn coolness enters a hand long held in mine

 

Roberta Beary
from Deflection, 2015

 

Source: A Classic Collection of Loss and Resilience: Deflection by Roberta Beary | Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog

‘Climate Despair’ Is Making People Give Up on Life – VICE

GRETA THUNBERG, THE YOUNG SWEDISH ACTIVIST WHO HAS SPOKEN ABOUT HER STRUGGLES WITH DEPRESSION. MICHAEL CAMPANELLA/GETTY IMAGES

“It’s super painful to be a human being right now at this point in history.”

Source: ‘Climate Despair’ Is Making People Give Up on Life – VICE

Author Fujisawa’s secret notes blaze with grit and grief:The Asahi Shimbun

“Loneliness has continued to ripple through my mind. Grief that almost makes me go insane cuts me deep. I must write a novel.”

Shuhei Fujisawa (1927-1997) recorded the deep sorrow he felt over the loss of his wife, Etsuko, in a pocketbook, excerpts of which his sole daughter, Nobuko Endo, has published in a magazine for the first time to mark the 20th anniversary of the prominent author’s death.

The words were written about 20 days after his first wife’s death at the age of 28, leaving an 8-month-old Endo behind.

Fujisawa’s writings in an unpublished pocketbook and three notebooks describe his dream of becoming an author, his passion for writing, and the deep grief over the loss of his wife.

“Loneliness has continued to ripple through my mind. Grief that almost makes me go insane cuts me . . .

Source: Author Fujisawa’s secret notes blaze with grit and grief:The Asahi Shimbun

First Known When Lost: Beauty

First Known When Lost

I never had noticed it until
‘Twas gone, — the narrow copse
Where now the woodman lops
The last of the willows with his bill.

It was not more than a hedge overgrown.
One meadow’s breadth away
I passed it day by day.
Now the soil is bare as a bone,

And black betwixt two meadows green,
Though fresh-cut faggot ends
Of hazel make some amends
With a gleam as if flowers they had been.

Strange it could have hidden so near!
And now I see as I look
That the small winding brook,
A tributary’s tributary, rises there.

Edward Thomas, in Edna Longley (editor), Edward Thomas: The Annotated Collected Poems (Bloodaxe Books 2008).

Source: First Known When Lost: Beauty

The Essential Mundanity of Grief | Hazlitt

I don’t know where or when I learned that I needed to curb any narcissistic tendency I might feel, even in grieving, but I most certainly caught on quick.

Source: The Essential Mundanity of Grief | Hazlitt

A Longhouse Birdhouse: JOHN BERGER ~

Source: A Longhouse Birdhouse: JOHN BERGER ~