Robert Lowell - History

Robert Lowell - History

History has to live with what was here, br clutching and close to fumbling all we had-- br it is so dull and gruesome how we die, br unlike writing, life never finishes. br Abel was finished; death is not remote, br a flash-in-the-pan electrifies the skeptic, br his cows crowding like skulls against high-voltage wire, br his baby crying all night like a new machine. br As in our Bibles, white-faced, predatory, br the beautiful, mist-drunken hunter's moon ascends-- br a child could give it a face: two holes, two holes, br my eyes, my mouth, between them a skull's no-nose-- br O there's a terrifying innocence in my face br drenched with the silver salvage of the mornfrost.


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Views: 326

Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:59

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