A Death Song Poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
A Death Song
Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass,
Whah de branch 'll go a-singin' as it pass.
An' w'en I's a-layin' low,
I kin hyeah it as it go
Singin', 'Sleep, my honey, tek yo' res' at las'.'
Lay me nigh to whah hit meks a little pool,
An' de watah stan's so quiet lak an' cool,
Whah de little birds in spring,
Ust to come an' drink an' sing,
An' de chillen waded on dey way to school.
Let me settle w'en my shouldahs draps dey load
Nigh enough to hyeah de noises in de road;
Fu' I t'ink de las' long res'
Gwine to soothe my sperrit bes'
Ef I's layin' 'mong de t'ings I's allus knowed.
Earth! ! Living; Facing the romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A bygone age, reflects death as relief, when living, to some, meant suffering.
To the family of the late poet: Congratulations being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day!
Approaching his own futural death perhaps, since he suffered from tiberculosis. At the young age of 33 he died of this disease. Very tragic. Top Marks for this precious Death Song.
A beautiful verse by Pau Laurence Dunbar...........................
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I would like to translate this poem
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1/25/2025 10:56:45 AM # 1.0.0
We are all dying the day we are born. this is a haunting poem. I always love a good Death poem!