When I say I couldn’t love you more I know that it’s a lie
For every day my heart expands and every day I try
To picture us as once we were and as we both will be
For if I couldn’t love you more
Cruel death has silenced me.
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Love Letters Through Time
Context: Grace (Gráinne) Gifford, was a participant in the Irish nationalist struggle against British rule, which led to ‘The Easter Rising’, Easter Monday, 1916 in Dublin, Ireland. She was betrothed to one of the leaders, who were due to be executed the morning after being taken prisoner. Joseph and Grace were married the night before in his prison cell. Joseph (Seosamh Pluinceid)) was one of the leaders of The Rising, a signatory of the Irish Proclamation and, in death, a revered Irish hero. These are my imaginings of ‘her’ final words to him. I include a few words in Irish Gaelic as the movement that led to the rebellion favored speaking Irish, instead of English. I would wager a guess, as they were both poets and writers in the Irish republican movement that she would have chosen to marry her love of country with her love of him in expressing her devotion.
By Marie McGrathExclusive • 11 months ago
Comments (7)
A moving and beautiful piece - the only thing that can stop your love growing is death, Nicely Done!!!
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Aww such a moving piece. Bravo 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
It's both heartfelt and poignant.
you have captured the depth of a shakespearian sonnet in just those few lines-- your poem is a testament to a rare love.
Such a deep and poignant piece! It’s a beautiful meditation on love’s ever-growing nature and the inevitability of time. So touching!
Edgy ! Like it. Well done Marie! 😊