In memoriam

Glosa tribute to Alfred Lord Tennyson

 

In memoriam

 

Tribute to Alfred Lord Tennyson

 

Old Yew, which graspeth at the stones

that name the underlying dead.

Thy fibres net the dreamless head

thy roots are wrapt around the bones.

 

 

Old Yew, which graspeth at the stones.

Hale and heart still long after

 the aged men and withered crones.

Have ceased their life of love and laughter.

 

 

 

That name the underlying dead.

Fine samples of the mason’s art

in letters finely chisell’ed.

The stones remain though souls depart

 

Thy fibres net the dreamless head,

 the flesh consumed to feed the tree.

Which lives long after they are dead.

Still clothed each year in greenery.

 

Thy roots are wrapt around the bones

An embrace closer than they knew

when they were wracked by passions moans

and no doubt longer lasting too.

 

4-Sep-08

 

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Reviews

[Tony Hwilka]

A good write. Tony

[JiltedButterfly]

you've captured the rhythmn and cadence perfectly. and the images are worthy tribute to Tennyson.

the last stanza is great - death's embrace stronger than any passion's - pretty pessimistic though :)

[Emily B]

oh, this is wonderful.