Poems of Solace and Remembrance (Dover Thrift Editions)
3 journalers for this copy...
Tomorrow is the anniversary of my father's death. It will have been eight years and it still seems like yesterday. Papa's beautiful, cultured Mississippi voice and his incredible wit still lighten my memory, though technically he was a terrible father and husband. Papa loved Robert Louis Stevenson and his short poem REQUIEM, which is in this book. I will quote it here in his memory:
Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die.
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill. (Page 46)
Editor Paul Negri wisely quotes Shakespeare in the introduction:
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.. (from MACBETH)
Journal Entry 2
Clarksville, Tennessee USA on Friday, July 26, 2013
Released 7 yrs ago (7/26/2013 UTC) at Clarksville, Tennessee USA
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My friend Bkind2books has given me a name for this day. It is an anniversary of the heart. I'm releasing this in memory then of my father who was a fifth generation Mississippian, third generation physician, a rascal and a raconteur. We loved him.
Journal Entry 3
Clarksville, Tennessee USA on Monday, July 29, 2013
Thank you for this lovely book of poetry in memory of your father. I love the poem that you quote - it is one of my favorites. I will read and remember and honor the memory of all our loved ones passed from this world - it will make our passage to the next easier knowing that they are waiting for us. God bless you and your family, cordelia-anne.
Journal Entry 4
Clarksville, Tennessee USA on Monday, September 08, 2014
I have read and dipped into this one from time to time and finally decided to read it all the way through, although I had likely read most of the poems by then. I liked how the editor organized the poems in a chronological order (by the author's birth date). There are some well-known inspirational works - beginning with the 23rd Psalm, probably one of the loveliest and best known chapters of the Bible. There is "Requiem" by Robert Louis Stevenson and "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" by Dylan Thomas - very different poems but both of them personal favorites. There are also plenty of lesser known poems that were also very touching, such as "The First Snow-Fall" by James Russell Lowell or "When I am Dead" by Christina Georgina Rossetti. The Lowell poem was so touching that it must have been written from a personal experience - written about a child buried and speaking to her sister about God who makes it snow and at the end, he writes:
Then, with eyes that saw not, I kissed her;
And she, kissing back, could not know
That my kiss was given to her sister,
Folded close under deepening snow.
Thank you so much for sharing this with me, cordelia-anne. It's been a little over a year since it came my way. I think of you often and your kindness towards me. I will make this available and will pass this on when I find the right person or occasion for this lovely RABCK.
Journal Entry 5
Clarksville, Tennessee USA on Monday, September 21, 2020
Released 1 mo ago (9/22/2020 UTC) at Clarksville, Tennessee USA
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I loved this small book of poems. It is nice whether you dip into it from time to time, or read it through. The poems revolve around a theme, but that it not to say that there's not a huge variety here. I hope you enjoy this and pass it on to someone who will find it of comfort and hope.
Journal Entry 6
Mesa, Arizona USA on Tuesday, September 29, 2020
THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH, Bkind2books!!! 💖 This arrived today (28 September 2020) as a "Bonus Book" Surprise RABCK...along with my selection of "A Time to Mourn, A Time to Dance" https://www.bookcrossing.com/journal/6724002 in Round 12 of booklady331's Nonfiction Virtual Bookbox. https://www.bookcrossing.com/forum/20/518393/9572676?page=5
I have already started enJOYing it, as I LOVE little books like this that I can randomly open up and know instinctively that I will open to just the page that is right for me in that moment...case in point this evening, this entry entitled "Peace" by Henry Vaughn - 1622-1695 from page 7:
My soul, there is a country
Far beyond the stars,
Where stands a wingéd sentry
All skilful in the wars;
There above the noise and danger,
Sweet Peace sits crown'd with smiles,
And One born in a manger
Commands the beauteous files.
He is thy gracious Friend,
And—O my Soul awake!—
Did in pure love descend
To die here for thy sake.
If thou canst get but thither,
There grows the flower of Peace,
The Rose that cannot wither,
Thy fortress and thy ease.
Leave then thy foolish ranges,
For none can thee secure
But One, who never changes,
Thy God, thy life, thy cure.