If grief could burn out 
Like a sunken coal
The heart would rest quiet
The unrent soul 
Be as still as a veil
But I have watched all night

The fire grow silent
The grey ash soft
And I stir the stubborn flint
The flames have left
And the bereft 
Heart lies impotent

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Poet: Philip Larkin
Poem: Grief
Volume: The North Ship
Year: Published/Written in 1944
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May 7 2004
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