The Final Gift
A New Traditional
By Dom Flemons
Littoral Drift #48 (Tower Beach, Hilton Head, SC 06.13.13, Three Waves, Dipped and Buried), a dynamic cyanotype by Meghann Riepenhoff © The artist. Courtesy the. artist and Yossi Milo, NewYork. Riepenhoff’s monograph, Ice, was published in 2022 by Radius Books and Yossi Milo Gallery
A letter came to Marie’s door
That had sailed from across the sea
Sent by her true love saying
Love, come rendezvous with me
come rendezvous with me
Now she jumped on her golden horse
And rode it across the land
All through the rugged countryside
The reins gripped in her hands
the reins gripped in her hands
And as she rode on through the streets
Her beauty graced the scene
All passersby took her to be
The image of a queen
the image of a queen
She reached the dock and said
I will cross the raging sea
The captain laughed and told her
Miss that depends upon your fee
that depends upon your fee
If you can promise me a crew
That can be both true and bold
Then you will be rewarded
And she tossed him a bag of gold
she tossed him a bag of gold
They sailed across the waves
Where the sun meets the sky
She stood boldfaced and watched the moon
As another day gone by
as another day gone by
And when they reached the land
She rode up to her true love’s door
And there she met with a terrible sight
That shocked her to the core
that shocked her to the core
He lay sick in his silken sheets
With riches around his bed
He said to Marie to her surprise
In the morning I’ll be dead
love, in the morning I’ll be dead
He’d grown so thin his head flopped down
And his tears began to flow
My rambling ways never told you
How much I loved you so
how much I loved you so
She spoke composed with tiny tears
Racing across her eyes
Here’s the ring you gave me
When we last walked side by side
when we last walked side by side
My necklace has nine fine pearls
For each year you’ve been gone
When you took away your silver voice
And your melancholy song
your melancholy song
She then took off her emerald brooch and said
Take this gift from me
It’s like the green grass meadow
On the day I set you free
the day I set you free
She threw her arms around his neck
She made her final plea
And off he slipped into the night
As if he’d gone to sleep
as if he’d gone to sleep
And she returned back to her ship
Clutching her weeping heart
She turned her eyes up to the rain
As the clouds began to part
as the clouds began to part
Saying If I stare toward heaven
And see the lightning flashing high
Then I will know that it’s my true love
Calling me to his side
yes, a-calling me to his side
And they rode and rode on the raging sea
And an unforgiving wind
Capsized the ship with a mighty wave
And she was never seen again
Marie was never seen again