Into the West
Benjamin Rose (English, 2024) is a poet from Washington, D.C. His poetry has been featured online and in print at a number of publications, notably Beyond Words Literary Magazine and Cathexis Northwest Press.
When I am buried, and the knell
Is rung beyond my need,
And soul departs to bliss, or hell,
Then play upon the reed,
Whose toll is love, deep dyed with grief,
For joy that cannot stay,
And innocence, whose time is brief,
Beneath the wheeling day.
And may the fair tin flute resound
To ease the willing tear,
If aught are shed, and may the ground
Receive my willing bier,
For if there be no afterlife
That this the penult proves,
In death, at least, ends all our strife,
And grief that tears may move.
So let the cold of winter come,
And sing the only hymn
My heart has known beneath the sun
Till starless night goes dim.
For when the seas and mountains fall,
And comes the end of days,
In Darkness, I shall hear the call
That leads me on my way.
Beyond the veil of Middle-Earth,
Where dismal rain subsides
Upon white shores, and flowers birth
Beneath a swift sunrise,
Where elanors in endless May
Inflame the hills with gold;
In Valinor, there I will stay
Until the world grows old.
Winter 2023