Grief Quote by Dara Wier

““An Ant in the Mouth of the Furnace Sorrow likes itself most when it’s At its best being A barrier Impenetrable. An obstacle. A veil that can’t be torn. When beyond its deckled edges sorrow won’t let you see. As if you were a blue blur on paper intended to be a child’s image of heaven. And it takes more bearing because more of it is always coming. And it takes up space where space has never been. Where there is no space. Where no space has ever been. And it will not move. And brings all else to a standstill. To no longer be in a state of grief is also a state. To encounter the respite it is Is to judge Sometimes one’s self Other times others. There must be a name somewhere For what’s not there For what doesn’t By its aggravating presence Begin to replicate what’s gone. Goat in the snow. My life’s work. Man overboard. Black & blue overcoat. Orange eyes. Bleeding wall. Ring-tailed neck riverbed blanket. It’s not As though After all Suits every blue circumstance As if — what’s that — — what comes after — After which is Is no other After afterall No after other All as if at Last all that That grieving It is over — So as to make room for another You are doing something With someone who isn’t here How many conversations With who isn’t Able to talk back Is one human allotted? Things were only Like they were Because we were Having them together. Having them without you Is another thing altogether Before when You once were Here we was A something never failing We could Be counted on We would Have always been What we were No wonder””

— Dara Wier