INSTRUCTIONS: Read the following poem and add your comment at the bottom. You may want to comment on any of the following questions, or use your own ideas. Feel free to disagree with someone else's comment, but please be respectful.
1. Why is this poem read aloud at many funerals?
2. What is "good" about the night?
3. What is "night" a symbol of?
4. In your experience, do old people "rage" when they are dying?
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.