Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEATH MOOD, by EVALYN SCHAFFLE First Line: Since I must die I ask that death may be Last Line: Fearing what may be seen beyond the rim! Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
Since I must die I ask that death may be A quick ecstatic moment when it comes. I do not wish to feel security Slip from me slowly nor the peace that numbs Quiet my throbbing pulse. No chair for me On a sunny lawn and a nap at noon! I have pursued a life so bold and free... Rather than rusty age, let death come soon! A dagger thrust that swiftly finds its mark A sudden leap into a rushing stream Or stumbling footstep on a cliff at dark Would capture death outside some tortured dream Nor let me falter at the black void's brim Fearing what may be seen beyond the rim! | 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 |
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