"He Resigns," John Berryman

[ladymac.livejournal.com]

Age, and the deaths, and the ghosts.
Her having gone away
in spirit from me. Hosts
of regrets come & find me empty.

I don't feel this will change.
I don't want any thing
or person, familiar or strange.
I don't think I will sing

any more just now;
ever. I must start
to sit with a blind brow
above an empty heart.

Comments

[jane-klimt.livejournal.com]

I love this poem - and hate it, because it is so sad, and because he was so sad. Thank you for posting it.

[ladymac.livejournal.com]

i know what you mean...it breaks my heart & it breaks it so well.