July 9, 2017
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. This week’s theme is Independence Day (USA), which falls on July 4th.
Today’s poem is a July 4th poem about the eventual demise of the holiday.
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In time all meanings fade. The days of glory,
Now forgotten, buried long ago,
Dead for generations, their founding story
Erased from consciousness like summer snow …
Perhaps we will succeed in preservation,
Enduring for millennia or so,
No more than that. There’ll be a generation
Destined by their seedtime not to know.
Embrace it then, the truth that even this,
Now so much a part of us, must go,
Caught tumbling on the edge of the abyss,
Eventually pulled in by the undertow.
Dear history, we hope to pass you on,
And so a bit of us, too, when we’re gone.
Yet more than that no yearning can bestow.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/intime.html. For more poems for Independence Day, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/july4thpoems.html.
This week’s theme: Independence Day (USA)
July 5: I Wish There Were a Washington
July 7: Justice Is as Justice Does
July 8: Is This the Beginning of the EndJuly 9: In Time All Meanings Fade