Grieve Volume 6

On the river whose far bank is unknowabletheres a boat with your name on it.The water birds stand on one leg and shiver their wings.The blank-eyed fish kiss the tides underbelly.The horses lower their muzzles to drink.Nothing lasts not horses or mothers.Meanwhile the wind runs across the fields the wind runs across the fields.- from Not Horses or Mothers by Lisa JacobsonLoss of a parent a child a job a house a pet and much more. Over 100 stories and poems about grief and loss in this 6th volume of the Grieve project