Poetry Friday: From Dead Poet’s Society

20140729-185933.jpg Today Heidi is hosting Poetry Round-up at My Juicy Little Universe. I am saddened by the passing of Robin Williams as have many.  Just a few weeks ago, I re-watched Dead Poet’s Society…And so today in his memory I share O Me! O Life! (From The Poetry Foundation)

O Me! O Life!

BY WALT WHITMAN

Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
                                       Answer.
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
This poem is even more haunting with his passing.  And the movie, timeless.
Thankful for the Poetry Friday community where we may all contribute a verse.
Happy Friday.
Happy Poetry.
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12 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: From Dead Poet’s Society

  1. What a verse Robin Williams contributed before he had to leave. I might need to stand on a desk in his honor this year. And watch Dead Poet’s Society again.

  2. I want there to be a nationwide, worldwide simultaneous “Dead Poets’ Society” watching party, to remember him. Great choice from Walt, Jone.

  3. So many, many good words written for Robin Williams. I am sad he isn’t staying with us longer. Thank you for this, Jone, a special gift of poetry he left for all of us.

  4. Oh life! My husband directed me to watch this scene last night. Of course, I cried. I feel like I’ve lost a friend. Robin Williams was so talented and lovable. Now he is healed in God’s arms.

  5. Thanks for sharing this one. I’m so saddened by his death, by the depression he suffered, and so sad for his family.

  6. Thanks for this. I think Whitman’s poem is very appropriate. May we all know that our verses are needed.

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