Widowhood

 

Published in FROGPOND, Volume 43:1, Winter 2020:

 

 

 

 

widowhood

day blurs into evening

into night . . .

 

 

 

 

This poem is dedicated to my dear sister-in-law, Paulett Brylinski, who lost her beloved husband, Jimmy, in December 2017. Watching her learn to cope and live with grief has taught me so much about courage and love.

 

Woods Hole, MA – 3/30/14

 

 

 

5 thoughts on “Widowhood

  1. Oh Mary, your lovely poem is so sad. It brings to mind my dear friends who have lost a spouse in the past year. One of the downsides of aging. Hugs, my friend. ❤️

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