Nothing to be said
Stanza 1
For nations vague as weed,
for nomads among stones,
Small-statured cross-faced tribes
And cobble close families
in mill towns on dark mornings
Life is slow dying.
This stanza shows that no matter who we are we all die.Throughout our lives we live them for as long as we possibly can until we inevitably die. No matter who we are we cannot escape our death. There is nothing that we can do to escape this.
Stanza 2
So are their separate ways
of building, benediction,
Measuring love and money
Ways of slowly dying.
The day spent hunting pig
Or holding a garden party,
We should all try to enjoy life the best we can because it will not last and sooner or later we all die.
No matter what we do to enjoy ourselves can only prolong or shorten how long it takes for death to come.
Stanza 3
Hours giving evidence
or birth, advance
on death equally slowly.
And saying so to some
Means nothing; others it leaves
Nothing to be said.
We could try to be philosophical and find out the true meaning, but most of us are happy to live out our live suntil the inevitable end.
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