Poetry day in the library...

I know, no one really understands poetry - which is why Rap works for them that don't want to strain to understand. No, I really don't listen to Rap, and cannot say it isn't music nor poetry - if I had heard it I might say that, but I haven't. Still, one of my inmate workers wanted to know which poet said something like "To strive, to seek, to find, and..." or something like that. I have Google and I found it quickly and was amazed at how the poem spoke to me. That guy was almost me telling my story.

I am a big follower of Kipling, and e.e.cummings and Kim Addonizio but I am always willing to listen and read another that someone finds fine and listen to another melody in life's verses. So this should be on my epitaph - it won't be, too many words for the veterans marker, but if I think it should be required reading for all Social Security applicants, it would be a fine tribute to what I thought of this older elder me.

Tho' much is taken, much abides;
and though We are not now that strength
which in old days Moved earth and heaven;
that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.