I am reading Dream Songs. I cant really like this poetry. I like Lowell so much, I thought I could eventually like Berryman, but no. Lowell is sculptural, so dramatic and so inventive. Berryman just seems kind of...whiny
Calmly, while sat up friendlies & made noise delight fuller than he can ready sing or studiously say, on hearing that the year had swung to pause and culminated in an abundant thing, came his Lady's birthday.