Dream Song 20: The Secret of the Wisdom
Poem by: John Berryman|
When worst got things, how was you? Steady on? Wheedling, or shocked her & you have been bad to your friend, whom not you writing to. You have not listened. A pelican of lies you loosed: where are you? Down weeks of evenings of longing by hours, NOW, a stoned bell, you did somebody: others you hurt short: anyone ever did you do good? You licking your own old hurt, what? An evil kneel & adore. This is human. Hurl, God who found us in this, down something... We hear the more sin has increased, the more grace has been caused to abound. |