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on January 29, 2011

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Spell Against Sorrow by Kathleen Raine

Spell Against Sorrow Who will take away Carry away sorrow, Bear away grief/ Stream wash away Float away sorrow, Flow away, bear away Wear away sorrow, Carry away grief. Mists hide away Shroud my sorrow, Cover the mountains, Overcloud remembrance, Hide away grief. Earth take away Make away sorrow, Bury the lark's bones Under the turf. Bury my grief. Black crow tear away Rend away sorrow, Talon and beak Pluck out the heart And the nerves of pain, Tear away grief. Sun take away Melt away sorrow, Dew lies grey, Rain hangs on the grass, Sun dry tears. Sleep take away Make away sorrow, Take away the time, Fade away place, Carry me away From the world of my sorrow. Song sigh away Breathe away sorrow, Words tell away, Spell away sorrow, Charm away grief. Kathleen Raine, 1952 i found this poem years ago when i was going through a very sad time. I am not this sad now, i just remembered it and thought it was a nice one to share. i ...

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