Classic and Contemporary Poetry
KNOWLEDGE AFTER DEATH, by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING Poet's Biography First Line: Is death so bitter? Can it shut us fast Last Line: And we being they are still ourselves made whole. Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
Is death so bitter? Can it shut us fast Off from ourselves, that future from this past, When Time compels us through those narnow doors? Must we, supplanted by ourselves in the course, Changelings, become as they who know at last A river's secret, never having cast One guess, or known one doubt, about its source? Is it so bitter? Does not knowledge here Forget her gradual growth, and how each day Seals up the sum of each world-conscious soul? So, though our ghosts forget us, waste no tear; We being ourselves would gladly be as they, And we being they are still ourselves made whole. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND PRAYERS by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING |
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