‘A white-hair’d shadow roaming like a dream / The ever-silent spaces of the East, / …’: If it were as a shadow ….

Daily writing prompt
What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

For the full text of Tennyson’s Tithonus see: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45389/tithonus

If it were as a shadow, I'd accept
The gift of living a very long life:
Though gifted only in a thought that crept
In my ear as if escaped from the strife
It sought to save me from: being ended
Too soon, or too long in a long-dead mind
Its decaying body confined to bed,
Surviving just. The fate of humankind.

Tennyson's Tithonus felt that he was
'Here at the quiet limit of the world,
A white-hair'd shadow roaming like a dream
The ever-silent spaces of the East,
Far-folded mists, and gleaming halls of morn'.

But dreams-and-shadow kind only the mind
Ever conceived, as if from lead it could breed
Gold, or life from dead matter. Bodies, kind
Of, fail into exhausted spurts of  seed
With nothing left of life or joy in them
To savour now - or maybe that's just men. 

Tithonus knows if he were just shadow 
To be 'far folded mist' would be a boon
Once your shadow was absorbed in shallow
Exhalations of the earth. But the moon
Once risen showed that he was body still
Time used as its fodder, but could not kill.

Did he feel justly beaten
That he was only eaten
By the morning dawning light
That makes him a baneful sight :
'Me only cruel immortality
Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms'.

With Love

Steven xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


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