I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost.
The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Here's a cover poet rendition of Edna St. Vincent Millay's "Dirge Without Music" with native american flute music [lol] : "Cascades of Reiki Healing", by Komuso. This recording was inspired by and recited in memory of Lily Jean Fairchild-Parks, Marcella "Sali" Grace Eiler, Jeff Thomas, Mckenzie Haggerty-Harrison, Lucas Cox, Marcus Woodrow Barrett, Joseph McNamara, Raul Julia, Steve Jobs, Elizabeth Short, Sheila Devine, Amber Barassi, Aileen Wuornos, Tony Massoni, Christina Taylor-Green, Bill "Patch" Wooldridge, my cousins: Sherri and julia Elisa. My uncles Joey, Ronny and David. Mi tio Gustavo y Alberto, Mis tias Judith y Mary. My grandma Mary Lucille Turner, my grandpa Bill Totton. Mi Abuela Julia Sanchez de Mogollon, Mi Abuelo Alberto Mogollon. My sons great grandmother Eunice Stafford and so so many, many more brilliant minds and beautiful spirits lost, gone.
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