Saying Farewell Comments

No better words to describe the awe, wonder and ethos this poem evokes.The words of poet saying farewell- - - - 'Words are always an incipient silence, as their sounds quickly decay but never to disappear completely: there is always the tiniest iota of sound forever fading into the air we breathe. I DEPART AS AIR... I SHAKE MY WHITE LOCKS THE RUNAWAY SUN, I EFFUSE MY FLESH IN EDDIES AND DRIFT IT IN LACY JAGS. i BEQUEATH MYSELF TO THE DIRT TO GROW FROM THE GRASS I LOVE, IF YOU WANT ME AGAIN LOOK FOR ME UNDER YOUR BOOT SOLES. FALLING TO FETCH ME AT FIRST KEEP ENCOURAGED, MISSING ME IN ONE PLACE SEARCH ANOTHER, I STOP SOMEWHERE WAITING FOR YOU'

What a superb write. So full of emotional intensity. The pain of a farewell is depicted so beautifully. I agree that words work better than gestures...Words are breath, the very stuff of life...so beautifully put. I BEQUEATH MYSELF TO THE DIRT TO GROW FROM THE GRASS I LOVE IF YOU WANT ME AGAIN LOOK FOR ME UNDER YOUR BOOT SOLES A great poetic delight these lines give. A perfect 10.

I've added your verse (through my comment on Walt Whitman Visits..) to the page they belong.. :)

Very deep poem. I appreciate it never disappear completely