Goodbye! Poem by Richard Aldington
Goodbye!
Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth
And feel her strength through all your veins;
Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
Which laughs away imagined pains;
Touch her life's womb, yet know
This substance makes your grave also.
Shrink not; your flesh is no more sweet
Than flowers which daily blow and die;
Nor are your mein and dress so neat,
Nor half so pure your lucid eye;
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear
You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.
wow excellent word of GOODBYE- Touch her life's womb... This substance makes your grave spellbound over all
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.............................. Yes, love has its own way of accepting. Nice write. Pranab k chakraborty
Nice philosophical presentation on earth and life. Thanks. I quote: And feel her strength through all your veins; Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
A morbid truth- - alas, poor Yorick and farewell. Dang, this was not a day to give me one more depressing thought.
Touch her life's womb, yet know This substance makes your grave also....A wonderful poem that tells us the eternal relationship between life and nature. Chandan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/14/2024 3:22:05 PM # 1.0.0
A nice way to say that and the poem is written with divine touch. And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.