April 3rd, 2007

all things die

April is Poetry Month!

April is National Poetry Month, so when you see this, post a poem you like on your LJ.

Holy Sonnet X

by John Donne

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so ;
For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy picture[s] be,
Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou'rt slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And Death shall be no more ; Death, thou shalt die.

Fic rec: Joan of Arcadia/The Day After Tomorrow

I know that combination sounds odd, but about the time the movie came out, there was a ficathon in which participants were challenged to place their fictional heroes in the "extreme weather is destroying the earth" situation that dominates The Day After Tomorrow.

That's not why I remember this fic, but it does set the background for it.

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