Now should great men die
in turn one by one
to keep the mind solemn
the living attend in dark clothes
and with tender weariness
and crowds at television sets
and newsstands wait
as each man’s death sustains a peace.
The great gone, the people
one by one
offer to die.
This poem can be found in the volume, Against the Evidence: Selected Poems, 1934-1994.
Think about how the poem made you feel. Has a world figure’s death ever affected you deeply, and was it because of their demise, or did it provide you and the rest of the world with a collective time to grieve?
May you live out another beautiful poem in the collection of your life today, and we’ll see you again tomorrow.