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End of Poems Two. From "Winter: For an Untenable Situation"
.. we will burn the house itself
for warmth, the wet tree too,
you will burn me, I will burn you,
and when the last brick of the fireplace
has been cracked for its nut of warmth
and the last bone cracked for its coal
and the andirons themselves sucked cold,
we will move on!, remembering
the burning house, the burning tree,
the burning you, the burning me...
— May 12, 2023 01:28PM
.. we will burn the house itself
for warmth, the wet tree too,
you will burn me, I will burn you,
and when the last brick of the fireplace
has been cracked for its nut of warmth
and the last bone cracked for its coal
and the andirons themselves sucked cold,
we will move on!, remembering
the burning house, the burning tree,
the burning you, the burning me...
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End of Poems (1961), the first of Seven collections.
Here are the opening five lines to the poem "Thesis, Antithesis, and Nostalgia":
Not even dried-up leaves,
skidding like iceboats on
their points down winter streets,
can scratch the surface of
a child's summer and it's wealth
I could live on those lines alone for weeks.
— May 04, 2023 12:55PM
Here are the opening five lines to the poem "Thesis, Antithesis, and Nostalgia":
Not even dried-up leaves,
skidding like iceboats on
their points down winter streets,
can scratch the surface of
a child's summer and it's wealth
I could live on those lines alone for weeks.
