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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