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Hold The Night – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a deathbed poem.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Words of Departure

The quote for the epigraph is the line I chose out of the six offered.

Photo: Close to the border between Western Australia and the Northern Territory.

“Go on get out! Last words are for fools who haven’t said enough.” Karl Marx

Hold The Night

I want it all except
the feeling of being hemmed in, 
no dark rooms please, no closed doors,
and don't tuck those sheets too tight,
I need to breathe, to move, to see,
no maudlin tears, save those for later,
let's champagne this moment,
throw back the heavy curtains,
put away the sepulchre furniture,
bring me turquoise sheets and maple syrup,
play me Bartok's folk dances,
let me hear Oliver and Blake,
no more laudanum silences,
offer me no dirges in a minor key,
paint the hearse bright for this
wedding of life to eternity,
hold the night for a moment and
let me see the horizon once more.


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