Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Poem, I have a rendezvous with death.

One more poem, it's pretty sweet. The man who wrote it, Alan Seeger, did it while on WWI duty. Let me give you the poem. *ehm*

I have a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When spring comes back with rustling shade
And apple-blossoms fill the air
I have a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

It may be he shall take my hand
And lead me into his dark land
And close my eyes and quench my breath
It may be I shall pass him still.
I have a rendezvous with Death
On some scarred slope on battered hill,
When Spring comes round again this year
And the first meadow-flowers appear.

God knows 'twere better to be deep
Pillowed in silk and scented down,
Where Love throbs out in blissful sleep,
Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
Where hushed awakenings are dear...
But I've a rendezvous with Death
At midnight in some flaming town,
When spring trips north again this year,
And I to my pledged word am true,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.

Beautiful isn't it. He actually died before his poems became famous. As is the case for some great people.

The user PoetryAnimations in YouTube has some great animated poems (as the name suggests). Here is the animation for Alan's Poem.