Without Surprise
Rock me beneath
The sod---
In my eternal bed---
Black earth a grand
Ceiling makes—
Clod pillows
For the head—
Let me rest
In concrete sleep
Though my brethren rise—
Affix their golden wings---
Toward heaven,
They surmise.
Without Surprise
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Tags: Death
Poem Commentary
I wrote this as a response to "Because I Could Not Stop for Death" by Emily Dickinson. I read the work for the first time when I was 9 years old.Rock me beneath
The sod---
In my eternal bed---
Black earth a grand
Ceiling makes—
Clod pillows
For the head—
Let me rest
In concrete sleep
Though my brethren rise—
Affix their golden wings---
Toward heaven,
They surmise.
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SEVEN commented on Without Surprise
08-14-2010
- U rock Paolo...I enjoy readin your work...Are u bucking to be another one of my fav poet like Robert Frost?...you're gettn alot of kudo points from me...keep'em coming....
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gmcookie commented on Without Surprise
06-28-2010
- Excellent work Paolo! You make every word work... Some day, when I finally grow up (I'm only 60 now), I want to be able to write like you! I love that Dickinson poem "Because I Could Not Stop for Death". But this work brings to mind another poem as well: "Renascence" by Edna St. Vincent Milay
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knight4696 commented on Without Surprise
04-27-2010
- Wow Paolo - This is simply my fave of yours - Again, so much being said in such few words! You never cease to amaze me! :) Ken
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dahlusion commented on Without Surprise
02-05-2010
- Wonderfully laced metaphors taking the reader into their destiny of eternal light, beyond, something, elsewhere, only, our infinite memory cannot place it. Lovely!
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02/05/2010
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RHPeat commented on Without Surprise
01-27-2010
- Palo. I've comment on this elsewhere but must say I love the metaphorical ending on this poem. I didn't see it at first but it wears on you. It's like an undercut bank about to fall off. A poet friend// RH Peat
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