Death & Dying
Jour des Morts
From The Farmer's Bride (1921 edition)
Death & DyingLove
Sweetheart, is this the last of all our posies
And little festivals, my flowers are they
But white and wistful ghosts of gayer roses
Shut with you in this grim garden? Not to-day,
Ah! no! come out with me before the grey gate closes
It is your fête and here is your bouquet!
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Codex Note
On All Souls' Day a lover brings flowers to a grave in Montparnasse Cemetery: 'It is your fête and here is your bouquet!'
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Mew, Charlotte. “Jour des Morts.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/mew/12/.
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Mew, Charlotte. “Jour des Morts.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/mew/12/.
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