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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A MAN BESMITTEN SO, by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG Poet's Biography
First Line: There never was a man besmitten so
Last Line: The sum of such a noise would sing a song!
Subject(s): Self; Singing & Singers; Songs
First Line: There never was a man besmitten so
Last Line: The sum of such a noise would sing a song!
Subject(s): Self; Singing & Singers; Songs
There never was a man besmitten so
With self, he couldn't throw the thing aside
If drifting clouds but sued him forth to ride
The undulating waters of the blue --
To leave the self behind or let it blow
Off to the yesterdays that never glide
The same sky twice, nor ever could abide
That they toward other days should onward flow --
Except a man I know of conscious parts,
Who sits him down from dawn to dusk to dark
To squander each and every, all the arts
Toward urging fourteen lines to be a lark! --
Who thinks, if thoughts grow words, and words a throng,
The sum of such a noise would sing a song!
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