box of darkness

August 18, 2008  |  poetry

The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)

Someone I loved once gave me a
box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.

Mary Oliver
from Thirst

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2 Comments


  1. Wow.

    More tears.

    Thanks.

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