Where Death Fades – Prosery by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Prosery (144 words) with an invitation to take his suggested line from Dylan’s song Desolation Row (from Highway 61 Revisited) – the line is: To her, death is quite romantic.

dVerse Poets – Prosery – Bob Dylan

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“To her, death is quite romantic.” Bob Dylan

Where Death Fades

She often talked of death as if it were sublime. Some mistakenly thought she meant the passion of the little death but in fact it is something more, to her, death is quite romantic. It called out to her from every fibre of nature’s breath. She sensed doors and windows, secret gardens, forest paths. For her this was a journey to life where death fades.

She was no tragic Ophelia seeking to lie down early, death was no surrender, this was life free of burden and furrow. She was quite sure that day would come as prophesied by Donne, Keats, even Blake she mused. A day when the living was lived and the leaving was relief, where ending became beginning and nothing was final, the greatest adventure. On that day she would wear white, and the wedding dance would be sweet like the fragrance of jasmine.

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14 responses to “Where Death Fades – Prosery by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Love the positive images.

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  2. I love this! In addition to how exquisite the language is, I found the second paragraph comforting to consider.

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  3. I love how you describe it… and with a full life behind her, it sounds like sound thinking.

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  4. I marveled at the way you added the line so naturally. It sounds like she views death as a renewal of life in another realm. The photo was an excellent choice for this wonderful piece.

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  5. “where ending became beginning and nothing was final, the greatest adventure. ” This may be true…I hope so.

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  6. sanaarizvi

    Absolutely stunning work done, Paul! I especially resonate with this part; “A day when the living was lived and the leaving was relief, where ending became beginning and nothing was final, the greatest adventure.” Yes! 💘💘

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  7. lync56

    Wow what a great poem

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