Ernest Hemingway

I'm off'n wild
An
An Sinnin'For I'm in
Ove

There are never any suicides in the quarter among people one
No successful suicides
A Chinese boy kills himself and is dead
(they continue to place his mail in the letter rack at the Dome)A Norwegian boy kills himself and is dead

For we have thought the larger thoughts     And gone the shorter way
And we have danced to devil's tunes,     Shivering home to pray;
To serve one master in the night,     Another in the day

By A ForeignerI like Canadians
They are so unlike Americans
They go home at night
Their cigarettes don't smell bad

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not                  want him for long
Notes1] Hemingway attaches this note to the title: "The title `Neo-Thomist Poem' refers to temporary embracing of church by literary gents -- E
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Soldiers never do die well;
Crosses mark the places —Wooden crosses where they fell,
Stuck above their faces
Soldiers pitch and cough and twitch —All the world roars red and black;

Desire
All the sweet pulsing
And gentle
That were you,

"                        "
:                  ,
,            ,            ,
,              ;

Half a million dead
And he got a kick out of
The son of a bitch

Arsiero,
Asiago,    Half a hundred more,
Little border villages,    Back before the war,
Monte Grappa,

Some came in
Unrepentant but tired
Too tired but to stumble
Thinking and hating were

By A ForeignerI like Americans
They are so unlike Canadians
They do not take their policemen seriously
They come to Montreal to drink