A day is gone-
I worked poorly in it-
I somehow had so much time
And wasted the time-
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All this stuff I have put in my mind
From years of reading-
All these thoughts and their feelings,
And the endless connections made and remade between them
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MY POEMS ARE MY SOUL AND MY SELF
My poems are my soul and my self
Why should they interest anyone else?
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A poem is a play in mood
A possible position in feeling
An exercise in trying out one's thought
In another direction-
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Life's sadness does not fade-
It grows greater in time-
Older and no wiser
We weep for our earlier days,
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I wrote a poem against the darkness of my own loneliness-
Words will mean light and happiness again-
I did not believe myself
I do not-
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The Poetry has gone out of me
I am as blank as prose-
There is no force of feeling in me
Flat as a lox my words on the page-
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THE ROAD/ YES THE ROAD AGAIN
The road
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False comforters sing a song of eternal nothingness
With idiotic praise
At God supposedly dead.
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