Notebook 1967-68
Lowell, Robert20 USD
Date
2009
Category
Poetry
Description
Young, tottering on the dizzying brink
of discretion once, we wanted nothing,
but to be old, do nothing, type and think.
Excerpt
We are loved by being distant; love-longing
mists the windshield, soothes the eye with milk. "this life too long for comfort and too brief
for perfection" roped short in a spare corner, nose on paws,
on~ eyelid raised to guard the bowl of water;
panting, "Better to die, than hate or fear,
better die twice than make ourselves feared or hatedno, happier to live in a land without history;
where the bad-liver lives longer than the law."
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