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Death Diary - Endymion

 
 
Reply Tue 4 Oct, 2005 09:36 pm
I've been reading (and a few times contributing to) AngeliqueEast's thread, 'death poems' in the Poetry Forum.
I've been inspired to write about death at last. Also about war.
I'll post whatever I can come up with - so some of it might be a bit rough, but I'm challenging myself here and feel a bit of a need to experiment.
(I'll try and write something every day, but not sure what will happen).
Some of it might not be to people's tastes - so, sorry if anything here offends anyone, but in defence I'll say now that anything I post here will be written with respect, both for the dead and those remaining.

If I blow myself out early - please feel free to come talk to me here and post up your thoughts.

Best, Endy.




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The Black Rose (Requiem)

Autumn has turned your green leaves red,
The rose is withered black and dead.
I remember your funeral,
I remember your grave,
The old man's toast
And the speech that he gave.
I remember your father, his face so confused,
Trying to speak of the paths that we choose.
And outside the church, how we all stood around,
Staring at bright, leaf-covered ground.
And suddenly we missed you,
"Like a pain," someone said,
And each of us laughed,
Because you couldn't be dead.
Yet you die in my sleep, with your arms thrown wide,
And your green leaves turn red as you fade from our side.


Endymion 2005
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One down, twenty-three to go…

There are thin-faced dogs on the street,
searching for cheap cuts of meat.
There are dead-eyed lads on the prowl,
all lost in the Here-and-Now.
There are burning bushes
and shattered bones.
There are tears of anguish
and lobbed stones.
There's a shadow moving out of the glow.
There's one down and twenty-three to go


Endymion 2005
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War Cries (an anti-nazi poem in two sentences)

http://cghs.dade.k12.fl.us/holocaust/ovens.jpg
Ovens where the remains of Nazi victims were cremated. Photo from the National Archives.

War smokes the starlight from the night, destroying all that tries to
humble in its wake and hammers on the heads of babes unborn
to men impassioned who defend their name with battle cries of alliance
and women on their knees who raise the iron glove of defiance
in the face of the furnace, Fight-for-Freedom.

War, a monster crushing down all life until bone-dirt defiles the soil
that drains the land of youth and on the bleak horizon
only war, barbaric war tradition, scours the soul of absolution,
war, they cry for war, they die for war and all is war.


Endymion 2005

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Journal

The anniversary of a death
- a whisper from the grave
but nothing said.

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Wish you were here.
We could go to the pub,
and I'd buy you a beer.
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I said, "Don't worry, it'll be like going home."

F*** death.
F*** it royally.

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Endymion
 
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Reply Tue 4 Oct, 2005 09:39 pm
Got to log out and fall into bed now.
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stuh505
 
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Reply Tue 4 Oct, 2005 10:15 pm
I liked the first two.

I also like your name, what's it from?
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farmerman
 
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Reply Tue 4 Oct, 2005 10:38 pm
Luna's boyfriend (she was also Selene)

Endymion is one of the best nawlins krews on Mardi Gras. Endymion and Zulu are 2 of the highlight parties
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 5 Oct, 2005 09:43 am
I get asked a lot about my name. I have to tell people (I'm not sure they believe me) that I got it from a title of a SF book by Dan Simmons "ENDYMION"

Later, Clary (on the English forum) pointed out that I'd named myself after the most handsome of Gods :

Clary wrote:
Endymion predates Dan Simmons by millennia, Endy!
In Greek mythology, he was the most handsome of men, the god of eternal youth and fertility. Some versions describe him as king, others as a shepherd. The moon goddess Selene was so smitten with Endymion's beauty that she put him into a perpetual sleep so that she could kiss him whenever she wished.

In his poem ENDYMION, John Keats starts with the famous sentence:

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing


I was shocked, I can tell you. But the poem seemed appropriate at the time as I was having trouble sleeping.

Then, Frank posted in the General forum:

Frank Apisa wrote:
Yo Endymion...

...are you by any chance originally from New Orleans...or do you have connections there of some kind.

"Endymion" is the largest of the Krewes that allow New Orleans Mardi Gras to be New Orleans Mardi Gras.


Well - I am a musician of sorts (bass guitar)

If anyone has any other references to Endymion, please let me know! In truth, I ended up with an interesting name by sheer luck!!
Also, I never knew who either of my parents were and grew up feeling that the name given me was not my true name.

I'm growing very attached to Endymion.
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Thanks for the feed back
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 5 Oct, 2005 04:54 pm
This is inspired by Linton Kwesi Johnson




I tink (about dat man)

I tink about dat man killed on da underground line
setting of for work in da warm sunshine
and I tink about him tnking 'bout the job that needs doing
and I tink about him tinking 'bout his train a' getting to im

I tink about that man - how he scared one time
Back in Brazil, when he were 'bout nine
Guns on the street and dis youth lying dead
six or seven bullets driven through his head

I tink about dat man killed on da underground line
I tink about him with some frown from time to time,
and I tink about him tinking 'bout he 'ave to get a ticket
and I tink about him tinking 'bout the scores in da cricket

and I tink about the shouts and I tink about da gun
and I tink about him tinking of he nine and want to run
and I tink about da last thought that shone inside his head
and I tink about the police who reached out to shoot him dead

Endymion 2005
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dagmaraka
 
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Reply Wed 5 Oct, 2005 05:02 pm
this last one is the best, endymion. i also liked 'one down, twenty three to go".

keep it up!
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 5 Oct, 2005 07:29 pm
Many thanks dagmaraka,

I've been nervous about that last one.
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stuh505
 
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Reply Wed 5 Oct, 2005 08:46 pm
Endymion,

No need to be nervous, that last one is brilliant Smile

Personally, I would suggest that you slightly alter the beginning of the last 2 lines like this:

I tink about ...
and the police...
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Endymion
 
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Reply Thu 6 Oct, 2005 04:16 am
Thanks for the feed back.

Will try writing more tonight.
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AngeliqueEast
 
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Reply Thu 6 Oct, 2005 05:19 am
Your doing a great job Endy. I love them.

Endy the Death thread is not really mine.
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Endymion
 
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Reply Sun 9 Oct, 2005 04:02 am
Death


Death, what do you mean to me?
Suck away on sanity.
Buried deep, like a knife in the burning-ground.
I never found you.

But you were there.
Oh yes.
Impending night.
Checked in the eyes of
restraint held tightly.
Crouched in the corner,
patiently,
as I stepped by you.

Sudden death, in mind-less old glory,
Twists my throat in memory.
Cold hand, reaching out, to be pulled from the grave,
But I couldn't save you.
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Endymion
 
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Reply Sun 9 Oct, 2005 04:06 am
My Love is Gone

She is gone.
(Not for a day,
not for a season,
but forever.)
We are parted in this life
and shall meet again…
Never.
I went away
but I survived.
She is gone,
I'm here alive…
My dreams are ghosts
I cannot share,
My burden heavy now to bear
For she is gone.
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AngeliqueEast
 
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Reply Sun 9 Oct, 2005 09:39 am
Endy, why death poems?

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Endymion
 
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Reply Mon 10 Oct, 2005 04:40 am
Damn it, Angelique - that's a very hard question to answer on a thread that's being read by regular A2K users.

I don't want to offend people, or have them think I'm nuts (I'll keep that for the philosophy thread). Laughing

I do however, respect your motive for asking and it's a good question. One that really shook me up.

D'you want an honest answer?
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AngeliqueEast
 
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Reply Mon 10 Oct, 2005 04:45 am
PM me if you want. Yes I want an honest answer.
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AngeliqueEast
 
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Reply Mon 10 Oct, 2005 05:10 am
Oh, sorry I forgot you have not reached 500 post yet for pm privileges. I can pm you, and I can send you my em. Let me know if it's ok to give you my em?

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Endymion
 
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Reply Mon 10 Oct, 2005 07:17 am
http://www.ibiblio.org/eldritch/cml/r08.jpg

Happy Halloween, Angelique.

pm me, I will reply. (Have to log out now, but I will be back soon).
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AngeliqueEast
 
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Reply Mon 10 Oct, 2005 08:11 am
Thats beautiful Endy, I saved a copy thanks Exclamation Very Happy They look like the three witche's from Macbeth.


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AngeliqueEast
 
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Reply Tue 11 Oct, 2005 08:14 am
http://www.endymion.org/images/endymion-god.jpg

MYTHOLOGY


Who was Endymion? In Greek mythology, he was the most handsome of men, the god of eternal youth and fertility. Some versions describe him as king, others as a shepherd. The moon goddess Selene was so smitten with Endymion's beauty that she put him into a perpetual sleep so that she could kiss him whenever she wished.


In literature, Endymion has been the subject of some on the world's most noted authors. In 1593, Thomas Drayton wrote "Endymion and Phoebe." John Keats composed, in 1818, an allegory entitled "Endymion". Oscar Wilde, in a poem, refers to John Keats himself as Endymion. The Elizabethan playwright, John Lyly, penned a play entitled "Endymion, the Man in the Moone." Benjamin Disraeli, in a political novel, named his hero Endymion Farras.



None of these great authors had a New Orleans Carnival krewe in mind when their works were authored, yet a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow entitled "Endymion" almost seems to hint at things to come in the Crescent City:

Silver white the river gleams,
As if Diana, in her dreams,
Had dropt her silver bow
Upon the meadows low.

On such a tranquil night as this
She woke Endymion with a kiss,
When sleeping in the grove
He dreamed . . .


http://www.endymion.org/
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