Allen Ginsberg

(3 June 1926 – 5 April 1997 / Newark, New Jersey)

An Eastern Ballad - Poem by Allen Ginsberg

I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.

I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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