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Dream Song 16: Henry's Pelt Was Put On Sundry Walls
(25 October 1914 - 7 January 1972 / McAlester, Oklahoma)

Dream Song 16: Henry's Pelt Was Put On Sundry Walls

Poem By John Berryman

Henry's pelt was put on sundry walls
where it did much resemble Henry and
them persons was delighted.
Especially his long & glowing tail
by all them was admired, and visitors.
They whistled: This is it!

Golden, whilst your frozen daiquiris
whir at midnight, gleams on you his fur
& silky & black.
Mission accomplished, pal.
My molten yellow & moonless bag,
drained, hangs at rest.

Collect in the cold depths barracuda. Ay,
in Sealdah Station some possessionless
children survive to die.
The Chinese communes hum. Two daiquiris
withdrew into a corner of the gorgeous room
and one told the other a lie.

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