Summary

Death beds have been around for a long time. Ancient Greeks, Japanese monks, Medieval Christians, and tubercular Victorians all had opportunities to use them. Some folks were witty, some were slow, and some called for a priest when the time came. "And you and I, too, may lie on ours, / the vigilant family in a semicircle, / or the night nurse holding our hand / in the dark, or alone." We cannot avoid the death bed, but what we can hope for is "just at the end / a moment of pure awareness . . . . " [56 lines]

Commentary

Have you ever thought about the history of death beds? This poem approaches the topic with a light, but resonant and sure, touch. It moves gradually from a great distance (the ancients) closer and closer to us. Suddenly, where we least expect it (in the middle of a stanza), the poem engulfs us--"you and I" look forward to lying on our own death beds, and expressing our own last hopes.

Primary Source

The Art of Drowning

Publisher

Univ. of Pittsburgh Press

Place Published

Pittsburgh

Edition

1995