A Sympathy, A Welcome
Feel for your bad fall how could I fail,
poor Paul, who had it so good.
I can offer you only: this world like a knife.
Yet you'll get to know your mother
and humourless as you do look you will laugh
and all the others
will NOT be fierce to you, and loverhood
will swing your soul like a broken bell
deep in a forsaken wood, poor Paul,
whose wild bad father loves you well.
---John Berryman
Portrait of Clara (as a chemist)
3 weeks ago
2 comments:
OK, I'll 'fess up...
/red face/ Uh, I don't know much about poetry. Except that I really like your taste in it.
Thanks for doing this! It's gonna be a fun month!
That's what I'm here for, Squad. My purpose in life is to spread the poetry around. Glad you like it.
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