Tuesday, September 4, 2018

In the spin


   I have a twin who bears my name;
   Bears it about with him in shame;

   Who goes a way I would not go;
   Has knowledge of things I would not know;

   When I was brave he was afraid;
   He told the truth, I lied;

   What's sweet to me tastes bitter to him;
   My friends, my friends, he doesn't love them;

   I walk the daylight in his dream;
   He breathes the air of my nightmare.



















Of No Country I Know
  New and Selected Poems
  and Translations
  A Charm
University of 
  Chicago Press, 1999©






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