Bearded Corpse

Posted on March 5, 2005 by sheila

Peace to the bearded corpse.
His last book was his best. His wives loved him.
He saw in the forest something coming, grim,
but did not change his purpose.

— John Berryman “121st Dream Song” – a poem to Randall Jarrell

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