Dream Song 275

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John Berryman - Non-Music, Literature

Dream Song 275

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And yet I find myself able, at this deep point, to carry out my duties; I lecture, I write. I am even lecturing well, I threw two chairs the janitors had piled on the podium to the floor of the lecture hall: the students were amazed it was good for them, action in the midst of thought, an angry Zen touch, something not written down except in the diaries of the unknown devoted ones of the 115: 'Master Henry is approaching his limit.' A little more whiskey please. A little more whiskey please. Something's gotta give either in edgy Henry or the environment: the conflict cannot last, I soothe myself with, though for 50 years the war's made headlines. Waiting for fall and the cold fogs thereof in delicious Ireland.

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