Some words to share
Offline A small excerpt from "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd," from Book XXII of Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass.
Come lovely and soothing death,
Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
Sooner or later delicate death.
Prais'd be the fathomless universe,
For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious,
And for love, sweet love—but praise! praise! praise!
For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.
Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet,
Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome?
Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all,
I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
Approach strong deliveress,
When it is so, when thou hast taken them I joyously sing the dead,
Lost in the loving floating ocean of thee,
Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
From me to thee glad serenades,
Dances for thee I propose saluting thee, adornments and feastings for thee,
And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread shy are fitting,
And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
The night in silence under many a star,
The ocean shore and the husky whispering wave whose voice I know,
And the soul turning to thee O vast and well-veil'd death,
And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.
Over the rising and sinking waves, over the myriad fields and the
prairies wide,
Over the dense-pack'd cities all and the teeming wharves and ways,
I float this carol with joy, with joy to thee O death.
joy to thee O death.
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Why are you posting this poem?
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To share some words.
'Tis a lovely poem. Just want to make sure you're not planning on joining the lady soon.
As long as it is just that. It seemed out of the blue to me. It creeped me out quite frankly, not the poem itself, just posting it with no explination as to why. It comes across like a suicide note.
I like the song "Fade to Black" by Metallica, but if I were to suddenly talk about it I certainly would explain why.
I know I like using theists as chewtoys (I only speek for myself), but as long as you arnt at the end of your rope, carry on and consider my reaction a missinterpretation.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
Check out my poetry here on Rational Responders Like my poetry thread on Facebook under Brian James Rational Poet, @Brianrrs37 on Twitter and my blog at www.brianjamesrationalpoet.blog
"Soon" is a rather ambiguous word. From the perspective of the "fathomless universe," I will be joining the dark mother very soon.
However, my plan is to commit suicide in the natural way: after my race has run many years of loving joy, with song and drink, and dancing for the beauty of the universe, my aging body will succumb to the will of the nature. All races must end, all songs must strike their final chord, all drinks must run dry, and all dancers must collapse in merry exhaustion at the end of their bouts; for beauty would be vacuous if it did not pass away into shadow.
I like that line.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
Check out my poetry here on Rational Responders Like my poetry thread on Facebook under Brian James Rational Poet, @Brianrrs37 on Twitter and my blog at www.brianjamesrationalpoet.blog