Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PAIUTE LAMENT OF A MAN FOR HIS SON, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "son, my son! / I will go up to the mountain" Last Line: "what is life to me, now you are departed?" Subject(s): Lament | ||||||||
SON, my son! I will go up to the mountain And there I will light a fire To the feet of my son's spirit, And there will I lament him; Saying, O my son, What is my life to me, now you are departed? Son, my son, In the deep earth We softly laid thee In a chief's robe, In a warrior's gear. Surely there, In the spirit land Thy deeds attend thee! Surely, The corn comes to the ear again! But I, here, I am the stalk that the seed-gatherers Descrying empty, afar, left standing. Son, my son! What is my life to me, now you are departed? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY ASKING THAT IT BE THE LAST; FOR INGRID ERHARDT, 1951-1971 by NORMAN DUBIE ELEGY FOR WRIGHT & HUGO by NORMAN DUBIE ELEGY TO THE PULLEY OF SUPERIOR OBLIQUE by NORMAN DUBIE THE ELEGY FOR INTEGRAL DOMAINS by NORMAN DUBIE BRAVURA LAMENT by DANIEL HALPERN THE UNPEOPLED, CONVENTIONAL ROSE-GARDEN' by KENNETH REXROTH BETWEEN TWO WARS by KENNETH REXROTH TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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