Kaddish, and Other Poems, 1958-1960

Kaddish, and Other Poems, 1958-1960

Kaddish, and Other Poems, 1958-1960

Kaddish, and Other Poems, 1958-1960


Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while
I walk on the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village.

downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up
all night, talking, talking, reading the Kaddish aloud,
listening to Ray Charles blues shout blind on the

the rhythm the rhythm -- and your memory in my head three
years after -- And read Adonais' last triumphant stanzas
aloud -- wept, realizing how we suffer --

And how Death is that remedy all singers dream of, sing,
remember, prophesy as in the Hebrew Anthem, or the
Buddhist Book of Answers -- and my own imagination of
a withered leaf -- at dawn --

Dreaming back thru life, Your time -- and mine accelerating
toward Apocalypse,

the final moment -- the flower burning in the Day -- and what
comes after,
looking back on the mind itself that saw an American city
a flash away, and the great dream of Me or China, or you and
a phantom Russia, or a crumpled bed that never
existed --
like a poem in the dark -- escaped back to Oblivion --

No more to say, and nothing to weep for but the Beings in the
Dream, trapped in its disappearance,
sighing, screaming with it, buying and selling pieces of phantom,
worshipping each other . . .

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