Guest guest Posted September 26, 2004 Report Share Posted September 26, 2004 A few months back when I was visiting my brother, I went to a cemetary next to the college dorm I used to live in. It had always given me the creeps then and I never went in there. This time, I made a special trip there and took some photos, while my boys ran around the cemetary. Mom of the year, eh? The photos were playing in my mind, as to what to put them with, when a few days ago, I was in someone's office and saw a print on the wall... http://www.omshaantih.com/Poetry/Hopi%20Prayer/1.htm Love, Joyce Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 27, 2004 Report Share Posted September 27, 2004 Beautiful as it is it is not Hopi. Here is the best information I could find: Mary Elizabeth Frye (1904-), poem first published in 1932. Do not Stand at my Grave and Weep Version 1 (revised by another hand?) 1 Do not stand at my grave and weep 2 I am not there. I do not sleep. 3 I am a thousand winds that blow 4 I am the diamond glints on snow. 5 I am the sunlight on ripened grain 6 I am the gentle autumn rain. 7 When you awaken in the morning's hush, 8 I am the swift uplifting rush 9 Of quiet birds in circled flight. 10 I am the soft stars that shine at night. 11 Do not stand at my grave and cry. 12 I am not there: I did not die Version 2 (original?) 1 Do not stand at my grave and weep, 2 I am not there, I do not sleep. 3 I am a thousand winds that blow, 4 I am the softly falling snow. 5 I am the gentle showers of rain, 6 I am the fields of ripening grain. 7 I am in the morning hush, 8 I am in the graceful rush 9 Of beautiful birds in circling flight. 10 I am the starshine of the night. 11 I am in the flowers that bloom, 12 I am in a quiet room. 13 I am in the birds that sing, 14 I am in each lovely thing. 15 Do not stand at my grave and cry, 16 I am not there -- I do not die. Notes 1] Version 1 may be what the Federal Printing Press produced as a postcard for Margaret Scharzkopf's parents' friends. It differs from Version 2, claimed by Frye in 2000 as her original, to judge by what she read from that for Kelly Ryan on the Ideas interview, lines 11-14 and the present tense "do" in line 16. --------------- Online text copyright © 2003, Ian Lancashire for the Department of English, University of Toronto. Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries. Original text: (1) Version 1: unpublished, except as postcard, for which see "A Poetic Journey," Ideas (CBC Radio One, May 10, 2000). URL: http://www.radio.cbc.ca/programs/ideas/poetic_journey/ . The text of Frye's poem is taken from the postcard reproduced on this site, ca. 1932. (2) Version 2: Ideals Magazine (ca. 2000); reproduced at www.magicinterludes.net/snowyowlet/farewell.html (2001). First publication date: 1932 RPO poem editor: Ian Lancashire RP edition: 2002 Recent editing: 1:2002/8/16 Composition date: 1932 Form: couplets , "Lady Joyce" <shaantih@c...> wrote: > A few months back when I was visiting my brother, > I went to a cemetary next to the college dorm I used > to live in. It had always given me the creeps then > and I never went in there. This time, I made a special > trip there and took some photos, while my boys ran > around the cemetary. Mom of the year, eh? > > The photos were playing in my mind, as to what > to put them with, when a few days ago, I was in someone's > office and saw a print on the wall... > > http://www.omshaantih.com/Poetry/Hopi%20Prayer/1.htm > > Love, > > Joyce > > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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