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I came across a poem by Rebecca Elson, and I reproduce the first three stanzas here
ANTIDOTES TO FEAR OF DEATH
Sometimes as an antidote
To fear of death,
I eat the stars.
Those nights, lying on my back,
I suck them from the quenching dark
Til they are all, all inside me,
Pepper hot and sharp.
Sometimes, instead, I stir myself
Into a universe still young,
Still warm as blood:
Would you like to write something in a similar spirit, or just carry this ahead – in prose or poetry? Can you think of a story or anecdote or historical tale on the same theme. It should basically be a story of survival strategies.
Go where the prompt leads you.
Trying to quell me
What is to fear I ask
Death is the reality of life
All those who are born, face the same fate
It comes at its allotted time, not a moment before
Till alive, I survive the best I can
When the time comes, there is no avoidance
I make the best of every day without fear
When the night comes, I will go without regrets