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Chapter 5

 

 

DO WE REALLY DIE

 

 

Death, one of the major realities of life

 

is being pondered upon by the poet

 

in this chapter in a number of contrasting 

 

waysSome are quite foreboding

 

and steeped in mystery. Others

 

communicate more resigned sentiments.

 

There’s even a humorous one among them.

 

 

 

Here are two examples of more poignant ones:

 

Falling Tree Kills Sleeping Cub Scout

 

and

 

Dead Fly

Falling Tree Kills Sleeping Cub Scout

 

Monday, June 7, 2004  GARDNERS, Pennsylvania (AP)

A 40-foot pine tree fell in a state park, 

killing a 7-year-old Cub Scout sleeping in a tent.

For Owen Ryberg Lentz, 1996—2004 

 

 

It made headlines on the news today—

One bright kid, so eager to learn about Nature

and how to live in harmony with Her,

dreaming in a tent, looking forward to tomorrow’s

challenges. One brief moment of

timeless living . . . and Nature called him home.

 

June 7, 2004 

 

 

 

 

Dead Fly by the Window

 

Dead fly,

you broke your wings against the window pane.

You died in sight of life, but
freed from woe.

 

Frantic

was your aim, mistaking window glass

for air and sun and trees and

life on earth.

 

Dead fly,

you broke your wings against the window pane.

Your soul flew thru the glass and

dropped what dies.

 

86 Autumn in a Cemetery

87 Falling Tree Kills Sleeping Cub Scout

88 By a Pond

89 Run Over Pigeon

90 To the Sun

92 Crossing a Bridge During a Tidal Wave

93 Generations

94 Falling Down a Manhole

95 After a Swim

96 Dead Fly by the Window

97 Dark Pond — A Night Piece

99 Three Trees in Central Park