In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver
Read for Sara in memory of her son Henry.
In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver
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“Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.” Macbeth IV.III
A beautiful poem. Perfectly read. Those last lines have me sobbing.
Remembering Henry.
You really do have the most beautiful reading voice. I didn’t know this poem. You are doing a wonderful service for other babylost parents.
Jess, thank you. I love your reading. Those last lines are sitting with me. Thank you for doing this.
Beautiful, the poem and the voice and the fact that it’s for Sara and Henry. Thank you for this.
Stunning. Like everything else you read. You could read me the newspaper and I’d say the same!
xo
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