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Sonnet 16

John Berryman

Thrice, or I moved to sack, I saw you: how
Without seige laid I can as simply tell
As whether below the dreams of Astrophel
Lurks the wild fact some scholars would allow
And others will deny in ours! O now
The punishing girl met after Toynbee's bell
Tolled for us all I see too bloody well
To say why then I cheapened a blind bow.

Paid at the shore eyes, ears, a shaking hand
A pull of blood; behind you coming back,
Already holding, began to be borne away...
Held. After Mozart, saw you bend and stand
Beside my seat... held. I recovered... Rack
The consumer! I rushed out Stockton street one day.

Submitted by Holt

Added: 1 Mar 2004 | Last Read: 21 Oct 2018 9:26 PM | Viewed: 3238 times

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