[Skip Navigation]

Plagiarist Poetry Sites: Plagiarist.com | Poetry X | Poetry Discussion Forums | Open Poetry Project | Joycean.org
Enter our Poetry Contest
Win Cash and Publication!

Plagiarist.com Archive

More poems by John BerrymanJohn Berryman | Print this page.Print | View and Write CommentsComments | Books by John BerrymanBooks by John Berryman

Sonnet 17

John Berryman

The Old Boys' blazers like a Mardi-Gras
Burn orange, border black, their dominoes
Stagger the green day down the tulip rows
Of the holiday town. Ever I passioned, ah
Ten years, to go where by her golden bra
Some sultry girl is caught, to dip my nose
Or dance where jorums clash and King Rex' hose
Slip as he rules the tantrum's orchestra,
Liriodendron, and the Mystick Krewe!
Those images of Mardi-Gras' sweet weather
Beckoned—but how has their invitation ceased?
...The bells brawl, calling (I cannot find you
With me there) back us who were not together.
Our forward Lent set in before our feast.

Submitted by Holt

Added: 1 Mar 2004 | Last Read: 19 Jan 2018 7:46 PM | Viewed: 3035 times

A PoetryNotes™ Analysis of Sonnet 17 by John Berryman, is Available!

A PoetryNotes™ eBook is available for this poem for delivery within 24 hours, and usually available within minutes during normal business hours.

ON SALE - only $29.95 19.95!

For more information...

URL: http://plagiarist.com/poetry/9199/ | Viewed on 19 January 2018.
Copyright ©2018 Plagiarist - All rights reserved.