01-15-2015, 03:04 AM
The Farewell by Edward Field
They say the ice will hold
so there I go,
forced to believe them by my act of trusting people,
stepping out on the ice,
and naturally it gaps open
and I, forced to carry on cooly
by my act of being imperturbable,
slide erectly into the water wearing my captain's helmet,
waving to the shore with a sad smile
"Goodbye, my darlings, goodbye dear one"
as the ice meets again over my head with a click.
They say the ice will hold
so there I go,
forced to believe them by my act of trusting people,
stepping out on the ice,
and naturally it gaps open
and I, forced to carry on cooly
by my act of being imperturbable,
slide erectly into the water wearing my captain's helmet,
waving to the shore with a sad smile
"Goodbye, my darlings, goodbye dear one"
as the ice meets again over my head with a click.