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“On Joy and Sorrow” by Kahlil Gibran

On Joy and Sorrow

by Kahlil Gibran


Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.


Source: “On Joy and Sorrow” by Kahlil Gibran

Ola Belle Reed – “Undone In Sorrow”


thanks to Chris Mansel over at The Daily Art Source

Mary Szybist :: Mary SzybistBeyond The Artifice of Elegy – Poetry Off the Shelf | Poetry Foundation

A poem about grief by National Book Award Poetry finalist Mary Szybist

Source: Beyond The Artifice of Elegy – Poetry Off the Shelf | Poetry Foundation

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

Donovan – Laleña

Joshua Redman 4Tet – Sweet Sorrow [1994]


Peter, Paul and Mary – Moments Of Soft Persuasion (Late Again – 1968)

LYNN BEHRENDT: Как-то даже грустно стало

LYNN BEHRENDT: Как-то даже грустно стало.

Ruth Stone, poet, has died / The New York Times

Ruth Stone at her daughter's house in Ripton, Vt., in 2002. Paul O. Boisvert photo

Ruth Stone, a Poet Celebrated Late in Life, Dies at 96

Didn’t realize she’d grown that old, riding the Greyhound bus . . . . Her poems span generations — from Cheap: “I didn’t know I wasn’t free” and Illinois “Blue as a young pig’s eyes” and “the accordian pleated space” of As Now to Eden, Then and Now. She lost her eyesight eventually, never her vision, her ability to scrape surfaces down to rot or gemstone. We are so fortunate she lived and wrote this long. ~ yours truly, df