What is dying? A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says, "She is gone". Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; she is just as large as when I saw her... The diminished size and total of sight is in me, not in her, and just as the moment when someone at my side said "she is gone", there are others watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout, "there she comes!"... and that is dying.

— Bishop Brent

I’ve just updated my commissions gallery with two versions of the same poem – “What is Dying?” by Bishop Brent. It’s a lovely poem which would...

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