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    Oh Mary Oh, swampyankee

    Your writing has touched me many times, but this one was utterly heartbreaking.  My thoughts and prayers reach out to you and to Mac and to those who knew and loved him.

    Karen

    I Have A Rendezvous With Death
    by Alan Seeger

    I have a rendezvous with Death
    At some disputed barricade,
    When Spring comes back with rustling shade
    And apple-blossoms fill the air—
    I have a rendezvous with Death
    When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

    It may be he shall take my hand
    And lead me into his dark land
    And close my eyes and quench my breath—
    It may be I shall pass him still.
    I have a rendezvous with Death
    On some scarred slope of battered hill
    When Spring comes round again this year
    And the first meadow-flowers appear.

    God knows 'twere better to be deep
    Pillowed in silk and scented down,
    Where Love throbs out in blissful sleep,
    Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
    Where hushed awakenings are dear...
    But I've a rendezvous with Death
    At midnight in some flaming town,
    When Spring trips north again this year,
    And I to my pledged word am true,
    I shall not fail that rendezvous.

    Behind every successful woman is a substantial amount of coffee. ~Stephanie Piro

    by sunspark says on Sat May 22, 2010 at 01:31:07 PM PDT

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