haiku + a real poem
November 16, 2006 § Leave a comment
No blog fodder to please you.
So I’m going to cheat.
Actually, I did get some writing done but I’m saving it for the weekend.
If you’re interested in some real poetry, here’s a newly-released poem of Louis Riel— human rights advocate, murderer, hero, and Father of Saskatchewan— written for his jailer just weeks before his execution, via the University of Saskatchewan:
I beg your pardon
For so having
Kept you waiting
After some poor verses of mine.
You know, my English is not fine.
I speak it; but only
Which renders the ground all white,
From heaven, comes here below:
Its pine frozen drops invite
To white-keep your thoughts and our acts,
So that when our bodies do fall,
Our merits, before God, be facts.
How many who, with good desires,
Have died and lost their souls to fires?
Good desires kept unpractic’d
Stand, before God, unnotic’d
O, Robert, Let us be fond
Of Virtue! Virtues abound
In every sort of good,
Let virtue be our soul’s food.
—Louis “David” Riel.
October 27, 1885
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