
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Philip James Hall 30-04-75 A beloved son and brother. I cannot say, and I must not say that he has gone, he is just away. He has travelled off to some distant shore, which needs must be fair, since he lingers there. No, I cannot say, and I will not say that he has gone. He is just away. Your Mum, and brother David, and Family
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