Monday, November 21, 2011

Poetry Wednesday, Vol. 100

In Memory of 
Michael Peter Livovich Sr.

And Death Shall Have No Dominion

And death shall have no dominion.   
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,   
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;   
Though they go mad they shall be sane,   
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;   
Though lovers be lost love shall not;   
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.   
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;   
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,   
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,   
And the unicorn evils run them through;   
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;   
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.   
No more may gulls cry at their ears   
Or waves break loud on the seashores;   
Where blew a flower may a flower no more   
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;   
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,   
And death shall have no dominion.


Mary Ann said...

Grandpa would have loved it!

Beth Hanna said...

Thanks for sharing that, Kris.

Beth said...

Thank you for this reminder. Memory eternal.

Did Grandpa Mike's passing happen recently? Forgive me if I missed something.

Love to you.

Kris Livovich said...

Hi Beth,
He died last week and the funeral was on Monday. I didn't post anything, so you couldn't have known. Molly tells me you will be in town this weekend. It would be nice to see you!

Michelle said...

Sorry for your loss Kris.

Hugs to you,

Catherine said...

We'll remember to pray for him and for you all.

Have a blessed Thanksgiving,

clairesd said...

Oh, Mike and Kris! We are so sorry for your loss. We will say a prayer for all of you.