November 13, 2012
Tuesday Poem
It Cannot StayI was once told the gold in life can not stay
That just like the harvest moon, it can not stay
That while night shall always give birth to day
We should not dream of light, it can not stay
Rage, Rage against the dying of the light, the old sages say
But why battle against fate, even it can not stay
And we abhor the moon and what in darkness may lay
But our fears will leave soon, it can not stay
We hope and pray for heroes to keep our nightmares at bay
But even heroes die, they can not stay
And you, Little Bear, whose pains are all that light the way
Even Bears have faltering strength, but the sputter can not stay
by Nick Yuknalis
Posted by Jim Culleny at 07:13 AM | Permalink
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Beautiful
'And you, my father, there on the sad height,
'Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
'Do not go gentle into that good night.
'Rage, rage against the dying of the light.'
Dylan Thomas
Posted by: Félix E. F. Larocca, MD | Nov 13, 2012 11:37:35 AM
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