A touching thought on the endurance of love by Rupert Brooke penned in Munich 27th February 1911

We have I am sure, all of us felt that once we have fallen in love that it may endure beyond all time and all ages.  In this modern day of quickie divorces and civil partnerships, Rupert Brookes reminds us that the reason we come together, to be with one another; is because of our belief in the Endurance of love; Purity that it  cannot be corroded and above all, Faith that when we fall in love, the choice made by our hearts wasn’t a wrong one.

Rupert’s life was full of hardship and heartbreak and here we can see the agony’s he felt before his breakdown in 1913 and early death in 1915.  It is worth taking a moment to linger..

I give you: Dead Men’s Love by Rupert Brooke penned Munich 27th February 1911

There was a damned successful Poet;
There was a Woman like the Sun.
And they were dead.  They did not know it,
They did not know their time was done.
They did not know his hymns
Were silence; and her limbs,
That had served Love so well,
Dust, and a filthy smell.
And so one day, as ever of old,
hands out, they hurried, knee to knee;
On fire to cling and kiss to hold
And, in the other’s eyes, to see
Each his own tiny face,
And in that long embrace
Feel lip and breast grow warm
To breast and lip and arm.
So knee to knee they sped again,
And laugh to laugh they ran, I’m told,
Across the streets of Hell …
And then
They suddenly felt the wind blow cold,
And knew, so closely pressed,
Chill air on lip and breast,
And, with a sick surprise,
The emptiness of eyes.

For all my #readers #bloggers #writers #authors.

Nicky Fitzmaurice

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