Alan Seeger was an American poet who lived and fought as a French Foreign Legion soldier during World War One.  Being witness to many of his friends dying around him, obviously created thoughts of his own impending doom.  He died in the war at the age of 28.

The poem was not only beautiful, but prophetic.

I have a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring comes back with rustling shade
And apple-blossoms fill the air—
I have a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.
It may be he shall take my hand
And lead me into his dark land
And close my eyes and quench my breath—
It may be I shall pass him still.
I have a rendezvous with Death
On some scarred slope of battered hill,
When Spring comes round again this year
And the first meadow-flowers appear.
God knows ’twere better to be deep
Pillowed in silk and scented down,
Where Love throbs out in blissful sleep,
Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
Where hushed awakenings are dear …
But I’ve a rendezvous with Death
At midnight in some flaming town,
When Spring trips north again this year,
And I to my pledged word am true,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.


John F. Kennedy favored this poem.  The youngest president of his time, also went through the ravages of war and suffered with injuries from it throughout his life.  When he returned from his honeymoon with his new wife, Jackie, he read this poem to her, which she later would memorize and say to him.

Both of these young men met with tragic endings to their lives, but we will all some day meet our death.  It is inescapable, but for those who know the grace of God, it is less frightening.




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  1. davidkitz says:

    A lovely haunting poem.


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