Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 46, by HAYDEN CARRUTH Poet's Biography First Line: To rebel. So I have saved my life, not once | ||||||||
To rebel. So I have saved my life, not once but over and over these sixty years, and I'm grateful to myself, of course. Epidemic time, the bomb, gives any health a special importance. Yet can it mean survival? This puppet dance of outraged dignity, so theatrical, this mime of Being? How futile. It asks more than rhyme, not a changed self only, but changed existence, and there is none. I don't know why rebellion doesn't suffice. Maybe after all some given in humanness, the "natural" dream of heaven, drives us to hope, the one chance in a million. But I give up. Comrades, you can have my books. No longer will I throw poems at the fat archdukes. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH A POST-IMPRESSIONIST SUSURRATION FOR THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER by HAYDEN CARRUTH ABANDONED RANCH, BIG BEND by HAYDEN CARRUTH ADOLF EICHMANN by HAYDEN CARRUTH ALMANACH DU PRINTEMPS VIVAROIS by HAYDEN CARRUTH AN EXPATIATION ON THE COMBINING OF WEATHERS AT THIRTY .... by HAYDEN CARRUTH AUGUST FIRST by HAYDEN CARRUTH BEARS AT RASPBERRY TIME by HAYDEN CARRUTH BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH CAPPER KAPLINSKI AT THE NORTH SIDE CUE CLUB by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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