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April 25, 2008


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For me, the line "who never die" has a note of horror to it. No exit. Not a good thing. So, I finish the poem thusly:

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born –
Endure a lone Eternity
Of longing for the Tomb –

With all apologies to Saint Emily.

I like it! Thank you very much, Rachel's friend.

I'm no poet, but this looked like fun. I took a similar view to Rachel's Friend, but felt it more personally...

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born,
Are rare creatures: gold nuggets panned
From a river of dirt.

But who wants immortality?
A gilded brooch to wear
On a preening cocktail dress breast
Twice, thrice a year at most,

A butterfly pinned for show? No,
I'll float in the water,
Swept downstream with everyone else
To a last resting place.

Why not?

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born –
Better to go down - dignified -
where nobody can call you crone -

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman

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