Nero CaroZiv


I Am Two Fools - Poem by Nero CaroZiv

I am two fools, I know
One for loving the other for saying so
But where that wise man that I would not be
Deny, ignore, bury, build a wall, trench a moat and be like he
Then as the earth inward narrow crooked lanes
Do purge sea waters fretful salt away
I thought, if I could draw my pains
Through rimes of vexation I should them allay
Grief of love when brought to words cannot be so fierce
For he tames it whoever fetters it in verse

When I am dead and doctors know not why
State official authority their curiosity obey
Having me cut up to survey each part
When they shall find up your picture in my heart
A surge, a wave of love
Through their senses move
It will work on them as on me
So is the power of the picture of thee

Whoever comes to shroud me after butchery do not harm
Or question much
The subtle wreath of long blond hair which crowns my arm
Let it be, let it lie
As part of my body


When my grave broken up again
Some second guess or thought to entertain
And he the digs it, spies
Where my dry bones lie
The tuft of long blond hair wrapped around the bone
Shall have the dignity to leave it alone
And think without disturbance
There is a man wrapped with passion

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 8, 2010



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