Men Lying Apart

         Men Lying Apart

 

And where do you three lie now, Barraqué,
Foucault, and Nietzsche?  You have been removed.
One lies in Vendeuvre, one far away
In Trélévern, as if life disapproved
And did a deal with hell.  Trapped Nietzsche lies
In such a tiny village that his life
Might not have happened.  Still a force that ties
You three together, this one’s mind was rife
With genius.  Poet, yes, but never mind,
The point is he composed as well, and thought.
It is because of him that you’re aligned
Forevermore, despite what death has brought.
  Philosophy and music for you two
    First met in Friedrich Nietzsche’s heady brew.

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