<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Now You Are Put To Rest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They opened his abdomen<br>found what they were not looking for<br>though half-expected<br> to see<br>polyps enormous cancerous mush<br>in lieu of<br>and the rest that had given out on him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said: if we had known we wouldn't have torn into his<br>tripes<br> to see<br>even the sample test told us as much<br>but we did it for him<br>he so wanted it done<br>now we merely have to wait and see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">just how long it would take him to conk out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">without solid food to pass<br>from his newly-grafted conduite</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was completely in their hands<br>and hung on to their lips their every nod<br>their plans for him<br>and the use he had for their<br>apprentis chirugiens sorciers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He kept his anger for his friends family telephone operators<br>the aide-soignantes<br>those he could intimidate with his age<br>for he didn't know what they knew<br>they wouldn't feel the hurt the slight<br>for long<br>the rankling umbrage sans riposte</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He didn't mind all the inconvenience<br>the constant waking to pass water<br>the secluded room without tv<br>without his wife to take it out on<br>without the means to exude<br>his usual referee's contempt of rules</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In their hands he was the meek inept thing<br>pleading with his eyes<br>his whole body bent to their gaze<br> of wonder<br> of why he would so question going<br>now then or even a little later</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You had said when I kidded you<br>'After all I'm not going to be far away'<br>Now you are put to rest<br>In a place dug and slabbed for you alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As if you were not going to rest for good<br>with all the others<br>It is a place to a side in the pebble-strewn sidewalk<br> against the wall<br>your feet to the east<br> all the other feet to the south<br>As of a general standing to a salute from his army</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was no sight of you<br>The golden chocolatish-pink of your casket<br> made more glittering the cross<br>I couldn't guess if you would have wanted the Church's ornament</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then the feeling of being out-of-place<br>thoughts of you in a cloud</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We talked in suppressed tones<br> about you of you<br>trying to be polite and succeeding among uneasy fellows<br>here and there some unwanted details slipped in through nervousness<br>yet none felt your hand tremble on the racket</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were the master of the court<br>as now you mastered your going by the low sleek slate-grained marble<br>in sharply polished angular correctness<br>amidst shy upright cypresses and neatly cut passageways of chipped <br> stone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We sprinkled your tomb with Church water<br>Neither rain nor snow you remember could keep you from finishing <br> your game<br>Already as we turned in a column the voices now louder in the distance<br>They were arranging the roughly hewn stone slabs<br>before the marble thickened your bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may at last be at rest<br>with no one to challenge you to a test of strength<br>your referee's whistle holding its un-disputable silence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You came with the spring<br>Now you go in cheery spring<br>Your sollicitous voice still lingers in our courts<br>You knew us all by name and style at play<br> long before we met under your critical gaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=T.+Wignesan">T. Wignesan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523669" data-title="Now You Are Put To Rest de T. Wignesan" data-description="I They opened his abdomen found what they were not looking for though half-expected to see polyps enormous cancerous mush in lieu of and the rest that had given out on him They said: if we had known we wouldn't have torn into his tripes to s..."></div> </div> </div>

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