The Ball Poem (John Berryman Poems)
What is the boy now, who has lost his ball,What, what is he to do? I saw it goMerrily bouncing, ...
What is the boy now, who has lost his ball,What, what is he to do? I saw it goMerrily bouncing, ...
The taxi makes the vegetables fly.'Dozo kudasai,' I have him wait.Past the bright lake up into the temple,shoes off, andmy ...
Under the table, no. That last was stunning,that flagon had breasts. Some men grow down cursed.Why drink so, two days ...
Seedy Henry rose up shy in de world& shaved & swung his barbells, duded Henry upand p.a.'d poor thousands of ...
Her properties, like her of course & frisky & new:a stale cake sold to kids, a 7-foot weedinside in the ...
or Amy Vladeck or Riva FreifeldThat isna Henry limping. That's a hobbleclapped on mere Henry by the most high GODfor ...
It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that.My own clouds darkening hung.Besides, it wasn't serious.They took them ...
Filling her compact & delicious bodywith chicken páprika, she glanced at metwice.Fainting with interest, I hungered backand only the fact ...
He does not live here but it is the god.A priest tools in a top his motorbike.You do not enter.Us ...
He lay in the middle of the world, and twicht.More Sparine for Pelides,human (half) & down here as he is,with ...
EightyLonely in his great age, Henry's old friendleaned on his burning cane while h(John Berryman)
I don't know one damned butterfly from anothermy ignorance of the stars is formidable,also of dogs & fernsexcept that around ...
Oh servant Henry lectured tillthe crows commenced and thenhe bulbed his voice & lectured on some more.This happened again & ...
During the father's walking-how he lookdown by now in soft boards, Henry, passand what he feel or no, who know?-as ...
Something black somewhere in the vistas of his heart.Tulips from Tates teazed Henry in the moodto be a tulip and ...
Down on the cathedrals, as from the Giraldain a land no crueller, and over the wallsto domes & river lookfrom ...
While his wife earned the living, Rabbi Henrystudied the Torah, writing commentariesmore likely to be burnt than printed.It was rumoured ...
The Russian grin bellows his condolencetó the family: ah but it's Kay,& Ted, & Chris & Anne,Henry thinks of: who ...
Behold I bring you tidings of great joy-especially now that the snow & gale are still-for Henry is delivered.Not only ...
They pointed me out on the highway, and they said'That man has a curious way of holding his head.'They pointed ...
Henry is old, old; for Henry remembersMr Deeds' tuba, & the Cameo,& the race in Ben Hur,—The Lost World, with ...
I am, outside. Incredible panic rules.People are blowing and beating each other without mercy.Drinks are boiling. Iceddrinks are boiling. The ...
Henry in Ireland to Bill underground:Rest well, who worked so hard, who made a good soundconstantly, for so many years:your ...
How this woman came by the courage, how she gotthe courage, Henry bemused himself in a frantic hotnight of the ...
In slack times visit I the violent deadand pick their awful brains. Most seem to feelnothing is secret moreto my ...
The glories of the world struck me, made me aria, once.-What happen then, Mr Bones?if be you cares to say.-Henry. ...
As a kid I believed in democracy: I'saw no alternative'-teaching at The Big Place I ahput it in practice:we'd time ...
Disturbed, when Henry's love returned with a hubby,—I see that, Henry, I don't put that down,—he thought he had to ...
He stared at ruin. Ruin stared straight back.He thought they was old friends. He felt on the stairwhere her papa ...
Three 'coons come at his garbage. He be cross,I figuring porcupine & took Sir pokerunbarring Mr door,& then screen door. ...
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