John Berryman Poems
|3.||Dream Song 83: Op. Posth. No. 6||1/13/2003|
|4.||Dream Song 87: Op. Posth. No. 10||1/13/2003|
|5.||Dream Song 135: I Heard Said 'Cats That Walk By Their Wild Lone'||1/13/2003|
|6.||Dream Song 78: Op. Posth. No. 1||1/13/2003|
|7.||Dream Song 82: Op. Posth. No. 5||1/13/2003|
|8.||Dream Song 89: Op. Posth. No. 12||1/13/2003|
|9.||Dream Song 15: Let Us Suppose, Valleys &Amp; Such Ago||1/13/2003|
|10.||Dream Song 93: General Fatigue Stalked In, & A Major-General||1/1/2004|
|11.||Dream Song 171: Go, Ill-Sped Book, And Whisper To Her Or||1/13/2003|
|12.||Dream Song 176||1/3/2003|
|13.||Go, Ill-Sped Book||1/3/2003|
|14.||Dream Song 93: General Fatigue Stalked In, &Amp; A Major-General||1/13/2003|
|15.||Dream Song 91: Op. Posth. No. 14||1/13/2003|
|16.||Dream Song 85: Op. Posth. No. 8||1/13/2003|
|17.||Dream Song 86: Op. Posth. No. 9||1/13/2003|
|18.||Dream Song 88: Op. Posth. No. 11||1/13/2003|
|19.||Dream Song 265: I Don'T Know One Damned Butterfly From Another||1/13/2003|
|20.||Sonnet 115 - All We Were Going Strong Last Night This Time||1/13/2003|
|21.||Dream Song 81: Op. Posth. No. 4||1/13/2003|
|22.||Dream Song 94: Ill Lay He Long, Upon This Last Return||1/13/2003|
|23.||Our Sunday Morning When Dawn-Priests Were Applying||1/3/2003|
|24.||Dream Song 176: All That Hair Flashing Over||1/13/2003|
|25.||Dream Song 80: Op. Posth. No. 3||1/13/2003|
|26.||Sonnet 117 - All We Were Going Strong||1/13/2003|
|27.||Dream Song 90: Op. Posth. No. 13||1/13/2003|
|28.||Dream Song 79: Op. Posth. No. 2||1/13/2003|
|29.||Dream Song 124: Behold I Bring You Tidings Of Great Joy||1/13/2003|
|30.||Sonnet 104 - A Spot Of Poontang On A Five-Foot Piece||1/13/2003|
|31.||Dream Song 126: A Thurn||1/13/2003|
|32.||Dream Song 31: Henry Hankovitch, Con Guítar||1/1/2004|
|33.||Dream Song 119: Fresh-Shaven, Past Months &Amp; A Picture In New York||1/13/2003|
|34.||Dream Song 72: The Elder Presences||1/13/2003|
|35.||Dream Song 71: Spellbound Held Subtle Henry All His Four||1/13/2003|
|36.||Dream Song 66: 'All Virtues Enter Into This World:')||1/13/2003|
|37.||Dream Song 133: As He Grew Famous&Mdash;Ah, But What Is Fame?||1/13/2003|
|38.||Dream Song 44: Tell It To The Forest Fire, Tell It To The Moon||1/13/2003|
|39.||Dream Song 48: He Yelled At Me In Greek||1/13/2003|
|40.||Dream Song 59: Henry's Meditation In The Kremlin||1/13/2003|
Comments about John Berryman
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 ...
The three men coming down the winter hill
In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds
At heel, through the arrangement of the trees,
Past the five figures at the burning straw,
Returning cold and silent to their town,
Returning to the drifted snow, the rink
Lively with children, to the older men,
The long companions they can never reach,