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~ A Continual Farewell

“ah, do not mourn,” he said,

“that we are tired,

for other loves await us;

hate on

and love through unrepining hours.

before us lies eternity;

our souls are love,

and a continual farewell.”

 

from “Ephemera,”

by bill yeats (1889)

 

... such a sad poem

premised,

as it is,

upon a lie,

as if love were

interchangeable.

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