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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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The Traveller

... Their courage. When the train stopped and they knew ...

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Dream Song 1: Huffy Henry hid the day

... I see his point,—a trying to put things over ...

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Dream Song 172: Your face broods

... and went on round the bendtill the oven seemed the proper place for you ...

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Dream Song 128: A hemorrhage of his left ear of Good Friday

... The cabins at eight thou' are pressurized, they swore, my love, bad for— ...

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Dream Song 4: Filling her compact & delicious body

... kept me from springing on heror falling at her little feet and crying ...

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Dream Song 20: The Secret of the Wisdom

... you did somebody: others you hurt short: ...

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Dream Song 38: The Russian grin bellows his condolence

... —while he begins to have it out with Horace ...

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Dream Song 55: Peter's not friendly. He gives me sideways looks

... A chill fell. Talk slackened,died, and began to give me sideways looks ...

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Dream Song 43: 'Oyez, oyez!' The Man Who Did Not Deliver

... I must sting. Listen! the grave ground-rhythm of a gone ...

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Dream Song 104: Welcome, grinned Henry, welcome, fifty-one!

... heavy clubs from belowand from—God save the bloody mark—above ...

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Sonnet 104 - A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece

... . Who'd throw her black hair back, and hang, and tease ...

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Dream Song 36: The high ones die, die. They die

... What if I roiling & babbling & braining, brood on why and ...

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Dream Song 112: My framework is broken, I am coming to an end

... shows her good soul, as true as a healed bone,— ...

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Dream Song 24: Oh servant Henry lectured till

... & the saddhu in maha mudra, the great River,and Henry was happy & beside him with excitement ...

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Dream Song 22: Of 1826

... I am two eyes screwed to my set, whose blind—It is the Fourth of July ...