Alan Seeger

(22 June 1888 - 4 July 1916 / New York City, New York)

I Have A Rendezvous With Death - Poem by Alan Seeger

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 of 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.

Comments about I Have A Rendezvous With Death by Alan Seeger

  • Rookie - 448 Points Marko Duvnjak (6/3/2015 12:32:00 PM)

    One of my all time favourite poems (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 21,770 Points * Sunprincess * (5/30/2014 9:54:00 PM) outstanding poem full of beautiful spring imagery....i feel this poem should win an award.... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 102 Points Macharia Kanyari (11/16/2013 6:26:00 PM)

    Timelessly relevant this piece. Wonderful (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Andrew Mcewan (1/17/2007 4:27:00 PM)

    Easily one of the best first World War Poems - Futility of war, loss of a loved one, death, it's all here! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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