My personal favorite recent poem has been " For the Anniversary of My Death" by T. S. Merwin. This is a well used poem, initial published in 1963, however its concept is timeless: Merwin motivates us to reflect on what seldom crosses our brain. After all, such an anniversary awaits for every one among us.
Yearly without knowing that I have handed the day
If the last fires will say to me
Plus the silence is going to set out
Such as the beam of your lightless celebrity
The initially 5 lines describe what are the results " every single year": the title of the poem makes it very clear what kind of day it is that the poet person is moving over. What an interesting method to think of our mortality: he can referring to death as the afternoon when the " last fires" (that is definitely, the warmth of life combined with poet's dreams) would find him away, would trend goodbye, when he leaves for the afterlife/eternity. The author, after that, compares the silence with the afterlife, which can be beyond " the last fires", to the " beam of your lightless star", which can travelling at the exceedingly fast without appointment any resistance, able to distributed everywhere. Simultaneously, this peace and quiet must have a source in the same manner as a light beam does: we all realize below how the silence's source (that is, the afterlife) can be beyond each of our understanding, in a similar manner as a lightless star (that is, the beam's origin in the poem) remains hidden to us, and thus over and above our understanding.
Then I won't
Find personally in life as with a strange outfit
Surprised with the earth
Plus the love of one woman
And the shamelessness of men
While today writing after 3 days of rain
Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease
And bowing not knowing to what.
The second 8 lines refer to " Then", when the " peculiar garment" of his life is taken off, that is certainly, when he will be dead. In this article does the author make a list of what will always be lost once death brings his lifestyle to an end: namely, " the love of just one woman", " the shamelessness of men", (which the two together may better...