William Mendelson Poems
- Ephitaph For A Dreamer The great Spirit created the sky, the ...
- Lenore, My Life, My Love She whistled then hummed my music. ...
- I Gently Pulled On The Cow's N... the udder hung heavy ...
- Ghost Song An old man and an old horse moved slowly and ...
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I Gently Pulled On The Cow's Nipples;
the udder hung heavy and low.
She had carried this painful burden for too long a time,
since Normandy, since D-Day. Now I'm a city boy,
never touched a cow, but the cow is patient and grateful.
At last a splash, the milk squirted into my steel helmet
and mixed with my tears.