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Born in October 25, 1914 / Died in January 7, 1972 / United States / English

Poems by John Berryman

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Dream Song 129: Thin as a sheet his mother came to him

... the thing was quite unplanned,riots for Henry the unstructured dead, ...

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Dream Song 33: An apple arc'd toward Kleitos; whose great King

... blister, to him guard,and the trumpeter would not sound, fisted ...

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Dream Song 97: Henry of Donnybrook bred like a pig

... our full earth smiled on himsqueezing his old heart with a daughter loose ...

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Dream Song 85: Op. posth. no. 8

... Save me from ghastly frights,Triune! My wood or word seems to be rotting ...

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Dream Song 115: Her properties, like her of course & frisky & new

... The owner stand beside herand she have to sell to the brother & sister jumping ...

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Dream Song 91: Op. posth. no. 14

... to rumors, pushing his frightoff with the now accumulated taxes ...

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Dream Song 92: Room 231: the fourth week

... Something black somewhere in the vistas of his heart ...

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Dream Song 57: In a state of chortle sin--once he reflected

... I don't thínk there's that placesave sullen here, wherefrom she flies tonight ...

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Dream Song 126: A Thurn

... I imagine the Abbey among their wonders will be glad of him ...

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Dream Song 81: Op. posth. no. 4

... Scrubbing out his fear,—the knowledge that they will take off your hands, ...

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Dream Song 86: Op. posth. no. 9

... died will be due to the breathof unknown others, sweating in theri guilt ...

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Dream Song 102: The sunburnt terraces which swans make home

... above the Temple shoneplundered, centuries plundered, first the gold ...

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Dream Song 96: Under the table, no. That last was stunning

... Their packs bump on their' -blades, tan canteens swing, ...

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Dream Song 83: Op. posth. no. 6

... — Content on one's black flat:soming no deadline—is all ancient nonsense— ...

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Dream Song 82: Op. posth. no. 5

... I'm having to screw a little thing I have to screw ...