John Berryman
Dream Song 324: An Elegy for Henry and John Berryman
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Henry & John went underground—
They both worked hard, making poetry
New constantly, for so many years
Their high-jinks delighting us—
The English Language their classroom
Teaching & learning at the same time
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At dawn they both stayed in bed—
Propped up with pillows writing only for
Themselves and each other
The being through & going through—
Galleys & page-proofs to be read
they could only take it lying down
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In the sweet silence of their bedroom—
To whom was not denied the mysterious
Late excellence which is the crown
All their trials even their last poems—
The language alive & schmoozing
Here in this Land of the Living Dead
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Henry & John went underground—
They both worked hard, making poetry
New constantly, for so many years
Their high-jinks delighting us—
The English Language their classroom
Teaching & learning at the same time
____________________________________
At dawn they both stayed in bed—
Propped up with pillows writing only for
Themselves and each other
The being through & going through—
Galleys & page-proofs to be read
they could only take it lying down
____________________________________
In the sweet silence of their bedroom—
To whom was not denied the mysterious
Late excellence which is the crown
All their trials even their last poems—
The language alive & schmoozing
Here in this Land of the Living Dead
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