A poem for grieving, coping with death, healing The Sailor's Grave at Clo-oose, V.I. by Marjorie Pickthall Out of the winds' and the waves' riot, Out of the loud foam, He has put in to a great quiet And a still home. Here he may lie at ease and wonder Why the old ship waits, And hark for the surge and the strong thunder Of the full Straits, And look for the fishing fleet at morning, Shadows l…