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Presevred Despair
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Preserved Despair
Do not burn my body
Do not bury me at sea:
Keep my body safe and still
There may yet be life in me.
I walk now, demoted—
I walk with musing grief,
My keening is full-throated
With the entered souls beneath.
They know my song, and so we sing it—
Though they see that I'm not dead;
Yet still the muses bring it
When I should sing life instead.
Do not be fooled by burned out eyes
Or by my deadened, matted hair
For you will find with great surprise
That I still preserve despair.
Yet there may be a day of wonder
When my breath will cease to be
When I am freed to wander
When I can give up all of me—
But do not spring too early,
As serenely I might lie--
Look and then see clearly--
That indeed, they let me die.
Do not burn my body
Do not bury me at sea:
Keep my body safe and still
There may yet be life in me.
I walk now, demoted—
I walk with musing grief,
My keening is full-throated
With the entered souls beneath.
They know my song, and so we sing it—
Though they see that I'm not dead;
Yet still the muses bring it
When I should sing life instead.
Do not be fooled by burned out eyes
Or by my deadened, matted hair
For you will find with great surprise
That I still preserve despair.
Yet there may be a day of wonder
When my breath will cease to be
When I am freed to wander
When I can give up all of me—
But do not spring too early,
As serenely I might lie--
Look and then see clearly--
That indeed, they let me die.
A tad on the morbid side---questioning whether or not someone so despondent as to look dead is really dead.
Not really my best work...
Not really my best work...
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I can't even form praise as to how this made me feel. Just the magic way you have with words, even those partnered with death, is amazing. The simple way you put it, "When I am freed to wander
When I can give up all of me—" It's like you know exactly what it's like, not a scary thing (death), but the most powerful sense of freedom. The ending, I love. It's my favorite part.
When I can give up all of me—" It's like you know exactly what it's like, not a scary thing (death), but the most powerful sense of freedom. The ending, I love. It's my favorite part.