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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEAD, by KATHERYN KOHBERGER
First Line: We rest in illimitable slumber
Last Line: And is eternal night.
Subject(s): April; Death; Graves; Light; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones
First Line: We rest in illimitable slumber
Last Line: And is eternal night.
Subject(s): April; Death; Graves; Light; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones
We rest in illimitable slumber.
The Gods of Death are done.
There are not many of our number
To taste the April sun,
Or see the earth turn dun.
Out of the soil we harken,
To hear our brothers moan
Over new graves that darken
With lichen like our own,
On which the frost can hone.
We sleep with inscrutable faces,
Who only know the sight
Of dim half-hidden places
Which the blind mole calls light,
And is eternal night.
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