By John Berryman
This booklet maintains and concludes the poem, referred to as The Dream Songs, all started in seventy seven Dream Songs, which was once released in 1964 and offered the Pulitzer Prize for poetry. it's a for much longer quantity than the sooner one and comprises 308 songs in all, beginning in fact with quantity 78.
"Some of the folk who addressed themselves to seventy seven Dream Songs went so desperately astray," writes the writer, "that I enable myself one observe. The poem then, no matter what its broad forged of characters, is basically approximately an imaginary personality (not the poet, no longer me) named Henry, a white American in early heart age occasionally in blackface, who has suffered an irreversible loss and talks approximately himself occasionally within the first individual, occasionally within the 3rd, occasionally even within the moment; he has a pal, by no means named, who addresses him as Mr Bones and variations therof. Requiescant in pace."
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Later. I cling, and that i usually are not a part of it. a chum of Henry’s contrasted God’s occupation with Mozart’s, leaving Henry with not anything to claim yet compliment for a be aware so apt. We undergo on, an afternoon, an afternoon, an afternoon. and not back can come, like a guy slapped, information like this 154 Flagrant his younger male good looks, thick his brain with lore and passionate, white his devotion to Gertrude in simple terms, yet even that marriage fell on days have been lonely and ended, and the difficulty with pals received into movement, while Delmore undermined his closest loves with cruel suspicion: Dwight cheated him out of a home, Saul withheld cash, after which to cap all of it, Henry used to be now not right here in ’57 in the course of his problems (Henry used to be in Asia), accusations to appall the unswerving ceaselessly, however the calls for increast: as I acknowledged to my residence in windfall at eight a. m. in a Cambridge taxi, which he had wait, later he telephoned in the dark from ny, to deliver my relatives to manhattan, leaving my activity. your whole debts can be paid, he further, demanding. one hundred fifty five I can’t get him out of my brain, out of my brain, Hé used to be out of his personal brain for years, in police stations & Bellevue. He drove as much as my apartment in windfall ho ho at eight a. m. in a Cambridge taxi and instructed it to attend. He walked my living-room, & didn't wish breakfast or perhaps espresso, or perhaps even a drink. He paced, I’d say take a seat, it makes me worried, for a second he’d take a seat, then speed. After an hour or so I had a drink. He took it again to Cambridge, we by no means learnt why he got here, or what he sought after. His undertaking used to be imprecise. His project used to be actual, yet imprecise. I keep in mind his electric perception because the younger guy, his wit & ardour, reward, the complete younger guy alive with surplus love. 156 I supply in. i have to now not leave the scene of this similar demise as so much of me traces to. There are the entire difficulties to be taken care of out, the destiny of the soul, what it was once all approximately in the course of its being, and no matter if he was once inebriated at four a. m. at the flawed flooring too battling for air, tearing his sorry outfits together with his visions death O and O I mourn back this complicated dying nearly my oldest buddy shouldn't ever were born to this poor finish, out of which what grows yet an unshaven, dissheveled corpse? The spirit & the enjoyment, in reminiscence reside of him on, the younger will learn his younger verse for so long as such issues cross: why then do I depression, depressing Henry who knew him all see you later, for greater & worse and approximately could stick to him under. 157 Ten Songs, one good block of ache, I wrote for him, after which I wrote not more. His unhappy ghost needs to aspire freed from my like to its personal put up, that ghost, between its fellows, Mozart’s, Bach’s, Delmore’s freed from its cautious physique excessive within the colours which line that road the place i'm going to gladly stroll, cherished of 1, and hear the Buddha. His paintings downhill, I don’t cover from you, ran and ran out. The mind shook as though shocked, i'm hoping he’s over that, flame may perhaps his glory in that different position, for he was once keen on status, dedicated to it, and each high-quality soul has sacrifices which it places in play, i am hoping he’s sitting together with his friends: take a seat, take a seat, & get well & be complete.