Death Is Nothing at All
by Henry Scott Holland (1910) — a poem card from Justes Mots
A voice from the next room, insisting nothing important has changed — only the address.
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.…