Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
— Clare Harner, The Gypsy, December 1934
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"Do not stand at my grave, and weep. / I am not there, I do not sleep."
Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!
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Fourth round, eighth fight
Quote number 129 :
You cannot kill me in a way that matters.
-That one Tumblr post about a mushroom
VS
Quote number 137 :
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
-Clare Harner, Immortality (although it is often attributed to Mary Elizabeth Frye)
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Immortality, Clare Harner, 1934
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Got Jason to say these beautiful lines in Silco’s voice:
"Do not stand by my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Do not stand by my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die."
My life is complete.
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Immortality// Clare Harner
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
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Marina Tsvetaeva / Clare Harner
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Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
-Clare Harner, Immortality
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Immortality (Do Not Stand By My Grave and Weep)
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep,
I am not there,
I do not sleep--
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry--
I am not there,
I did not die.
- Clare Harner
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"Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die." - Clare Harner
I cannot survive at my parents'
house for much longer. When I am here even my
torso is a loan. My
life, my
time—but
not mine. My
body, my legs, my smile, but
not mine. IT is all
debt I can never repay—just run away
from.
03/04/2024
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