Delmore Schwartz

(8 December 1913 - 11 July 1966 / Brooklyn / New York / United States)

The Sin Of Hamlet - Poem by Delmore Schwartz

The horns in the harbor booming, vaguely,
Fog, forgotten, yesterday, conclusion,
Nostalgic, noising dim sorrow, calling
To sleep is it? I think so, and childhood,
Not the door opened and the stair descended,
The voice answered, the choice announced, the
Trigger touched in the sharp declaration!

And when it comes, escape is small; the door
Creaks; the worms of fear spread veins; the furtive
Fugitive, looking backward, sees his
Ghost in the mirror, his shameful eyes, his mouth diseased.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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