John Berryman Poems
|2.||Dream Song 83: Op. Posth. No. 6||1/13/2003|
|3.||Dream Song 87: Op. Posth. No. 10||1/13/2003|
|4.||Dream Song 135: I Heard Said 'Cats That Walk By Their Wild Lone'||1/13/2003|
|5.||Dream Song 78: Op. Posth. No. 1||1/13/2003|
|6.||Dream Song 82: Op. Posth. No. 5||1/13/2003|
|7.||Dream Song 89: Op. Posth. No. 12||1/13/2003|
|8.||Dream Song 15: Let Us Suppose, Valleys &Amp; Such Ago||1/13/2003|
|9.||Dream Song 93: General Fatigue Stalked In, & A Major-General||1/1/2004|
|10.||Dream Song 171: Go, Ill-Sped Book, And Whisper To Her Or||1/13/2003|
|11.||Dream Song 176||1/3/2003|
|12.||Go, Ill-Sped Book||1/3/2003|
|13.||Dream Song 93: General Fatigue Stalked In, &Amp; A Major-General||1/13/2003|
|14.||Dream Song 91: Op. Posth. No. 14||1/13/2003|
|15.||Dream Song 85: Op. Posth. No. 8||1/13/2003|
|16.||Dream Song 86: Op. Posth. No. 9||1/13/2003|
|17.||Dream Song 88: Op. Posth. No. 11||1/13/2003|
|18.||Dream Song 265: I Don'T Know One Damned Butterfly From Another||1/13/2003|
|19.||Sonnet 115 - All We Were Going Strong Last Night This Time||1/13/2003|
|20.||Dream Song 81: Op. Posth. No. 4||1/13/2003|
|21.||Dream Song 94: Ill Lay He Long, Upon This Last Return||1/13/2003|
|22.||Our Sunday Morning When Dawn-Priests Were Applying||1/3/2003|
|23.||Dream Song 176: All That Hair Flashing Over||1/13/2003|
|24.||Dream Song 80: Op. Posth. No. 3||1/13/2003|
|25.||Sonnet 117 - All We Were Going Strong||1/13/2003|
|26.||Dream Song 90: Op. Posth. No. 13||1/13/2003|
|27.||Dream Song 79: Op. Posth. No. 2||1/13/2003|
|28.||Dream Song 124: Behold I Bring You Tidings Of Great Joy||1/13/2003|
|29.||Sonnet 104 - A Spot Of Poontang On A Five-Foot Piece||1/13/2003|
|30.||Dream Song 126: A Thurn||1/13/2003|
|31.||Dream Song 31: Henry Hankovitch, Con Guítar||1/1/2004|
|32.||Dream Song 119: Fresh-Shaven, Past Months &Amp; A Picture In New York||1/13/2003|
|34.||Dream Song 58: Industrious, Affable, Having Brain On Fire||1/13/2003|
|35.||Dream Song 68: I Heard, Could Be, A Hey There From The Wing||1/13/2003|
|36.||Dream Song 98: I Met A Junior--Not So Junior--And||1/13/2003|
|37.||Dream Song 54: 'No Visitors' I Thumb The Roller To||1/13/2003|
|38.||Dream Song 122: He Published His Girl's Bottom In Staid Pages||1/13/2003|
|39.||Dream Song 128: A Hemorrhage Of His Left Ear Of Good Friday||1/13/2003|
|40.||Dream Song 72: The Elder Presences||1/13/2003|
Dream Song 1: Huffy Henry Hid The Day
Huffy Henry hid the day,
unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point,—a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
they could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.
All the world like a woolen lover
once did seem on Henry's side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought.
I don't see how Henry, pried
open for all the world to see, survived.
What he has now to say is a long
wonder the world can bear & be.
Once in a sycamore I was glad
all at ...
They pointed me out on the highway, and they said
'That man has a curious way of holding his head.'
They pointed me out on the beach; they said 'That man
Will never become as we are, try as he can.'
They pointed me out at the station, and the guard
Looked at me twice, thrice, thoughtfully & hard.