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Nitevision
Oct 5, 2004

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Dream Song 12 "Sabbath" by John Berryman

quote:

There is an eye, there was a slit.
Nights walk, and confer on him fear.
The strangler tree, the dancing mouse
confound his vision; then they loosen it.
Henry widens. How did Henry House
himself ever come here?

Nights run. Tes yeux bizarres me suivent
when loth at landfall soft I leave.
The soldiers, Coleridge Rilke Poe,
shout commands I never heard.
They march about, dying & absurd.
Toddlers are taking over. O

ver! Sabbath belling. Snoods converge
on a weary-daring man.
What now can be cleard up? from the Yard the visitors urge.
Belle thro' the graves in a blast of sun
to the kirk moves the youngest witch.
Watch.

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Oct 5, 2004

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"What The Sexton Said" by Vachel Lindsay

quote:

Your dust will be upon the wind
Within some certain years,
Though you be sealed in lead to-day
Amid the country’s tears.

When this idyllic churchyard
Becomes the heart of town,
The place to build garage or inn,
They’ll throw your tombstone down.

Your name so dim, so long outworn,
Your bones so near to earth,
Your sturdy kindred dead and gone,
How should men know your worth?

So read upon the runic moon
Man’s epitaph, deep-writ.
It says the world is one great grave.
For names it cares no whit.

It tells the folk to live in peace,
And still, in peace, to die.
At least, so speaks the moon to me,
The tombstone of the sky.

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Oct 5, 2004

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The content of the Berryman to me is a nightmare about being caught on the wrong side of an obscure and inscrutable force of change, and evokes that really eerie dream-feeling of being pursued and not knowing why. (Possibly for desertion of a battle in defense of "tradition" in the second stanza.)

With that said, I think it's sublime because of its language. "Nights run. Tes yeux bizarres me suivent / when loth at landfall soft I leave." are the kind of lines that poets spend a career trying to get their hands on. And the image of a witch skulking through a graveyard to a church in broad daylight for unknown purposes is insanely cool and haunting

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Oct 5, 2004

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thehoodie posted:

this one's about doing the walk of shame after a one night stand

Please say more if you're serious, I'm still figuring out how to read this son of a gun

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