a cry towards the absurd

The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.Camus
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Re: Re: Poem

Posted by K on September 18, 2002 at 04:33:46:
In Reply to: Re: Poem posted by trablano on September 18, 2002 at 03:33:09:

: :

: : Razor sharp
: : a dead man's harp
: : played on a lonely song
: : of humid days
: : and summer stays
: : which last
: : a whole life long.

: : Under a rainbow by the sun
: : a glorious torch is lit,
: : and carried on
: : to oblivi-on
: : who still remembers it.

: :

: Beautiful poem, Keith.

Thanks.
I very much like your "What will you say?" on the poetry forum. Perhaps this poem is some attempt at answer.
But the direct inspiration came from the death of a good friend this summer, on a very hot and humid day in Bethlehem Pennsylvannia. He died in a hospice, and on the day before his death the people there had a harpist play music on the porch outside the door to his room.




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