Wilbert Snow's grave has as stanza from the very moving poem "And Must I Say Farewell."
Another well-known poem of his is
Conflict The sea is forever quivering; The shore is forever still. And the boy who is born in a seacoast town Is born with a dual will: The sand and the rocks and the beeches Inveigle him to stay, While every wave that breaches Is a nudge to be up and away. (Wilbert Snow)
From an article, "A Continuing Conversation with a Poet" which appeared in the Sewanee Review 115.2 (2007) 290-292.
"Since our summer place is situated on an old quarry site, I insisted on Maine granite for Fred's headstone in lieu of the customary Vermont granite ordinarily employed in theregion. A young neighbor, using his tractor after a summer storm had loosened the earth, excavated from those same woods a block of smooth granite, the sides still rough and covered with green lichen. Since it was too massive for one headstone, I asked a local stonecutter to split it into two, leaving the other half for me.
So finally there is the matter of my own inscription, for it is not considered morbid in Maine to incise the stone in advance and leave the date open. Treasuring our years together, the joy of conversation and his gift to me of the ongoing discoveries I would make about his life and poetry, I turned inevitably to the last lines of his book Poems for Paula, from "Envoi": "share now this simple dwelling-place / where timeless, we speak face to face."