Weldon Kees

(1914 - 1955 / Nebraska / United States)

La Vita Nuova - Poem by Weldon Kees

Last summer, in the blue heat,
Over the beach, in the burning air,
A legless beggar lurched on calloused fists
To where I waited with the sun-dazed birds.
He said, "The summer boils away. My life
Joins to another life; this parched skin
Dries and dies and flakes away,
Becomes your costume when the torn leaves blow."

--Thus in the losing autumn,
Over the streets, I now lurch
Legless to your side and speak your name
Under a gray sky ripped apart
By thunder and the changing wind.

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  • Fabrizio Frosini (12/10/2015 4:51:00 AM)

    ... after Dante's 'Vita Nova'..? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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