
John Berryman
The Ball Poem
What is the boy now, who has lost his ball,
What, what is he to do
I saw it go Merrily bouncing, down the street, and then Merrily over—there it is in the water
No use to say 'O there are other balls':
The Curse
Cedars and the westward sun
The darkening sky
A man
Watches beside the fallen
Sonnet 115 - All we were going strong last night this time
All we were going strong last night this time,the mosts were flying & the frozen daiquiriswere downing, supine on the floor lay Liselistening to Schubert grievous & sublime,my head was frantic with a following rime:it was a good evening, a...
Sonnet 104 - A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece
A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece,
Diminutive, but room enough
like
Winter Landscape
The three men coming down the winter
In brown, with tall poles and a pack of
At heel, through the arrangement of the trees,
Past the five figures at the burning straw,
Dream Song 11 His mother goes The mother comes goes
His mother goes
The mother comes & goes
Chen Lung's too came, came and crampt & thenthat dragoner's mother was gone
It seem we don't have no good bed to lie on,forever