When Death Comes


What a wonderful poem by Mary Oliver. I kept reading it over and over. It is why I have a bucket list.

Radiating Blossom ~ Flowers & Words

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
 
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,

and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,

and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,
tending, as all music does, toward silence,

and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.

When it’s over, I want…

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7 thoughts on “When Death Comes

  1. Carole Webber October 29, 2013 / 7:53 am

    Sorry , Mary Oliver, I do not like this poem, It iis just too depressing. not my vision of what death is all about.
    Sorry, Bob . You need to explain what you like about it.

    • fictionfitz October 29, 2013 / 8:10 am

      I like purpose and deadlines. Without death, I would have no bucket list. Without death, I would write less. Still, I might be wrong and would prefer skipping it.

      • Carole Webber October 29, 2013 / 9:49 am

        You are not convincing me. Kind of weak reasoning, not like you.

      • fictionfitz October 29, 2013 / 9:51 am

        Read at lunch and find out the truth.

      • fictionfitz October 29, 2013 / 3:47 pm

        I read the poem to a guy in the nursing home today, along with our back and forth comments. He said, “No one ever talks like that in my house.” For a minute I thought he was saying to wash my mouth out with soap, but no, he liked it, he really liked it.

  2. Carole Webber October 29, 2013 / 12:41 pm

    Never worry about things you cannot control such as nuclear war, death or baldness.
    Arts and Crafts you can just ignore

    Change your bucket list to things that are more fun and/or meaningful, like your wife, food and friends, walks on the beach the sunrise and the sunset, the stars, the planets, etc. I could go on and on….

    • fictionfitz October 29, 2013 / 3:45 pm

      I like your list, but mine is simpler, write. Sounds like you thought something other was on it???

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