Huffy Henry hid the day, <br />unappeasable Henry sulked. <br />I see his point,—a trying to put things over. <br />It was the thought that they thought <br />they could do it made Henry wicked & away. <br />But he should have come out and talked. <br /> <br />All the world like a woolen lover <br />once did seem on Henry's side. <br />Then came a departure. <br />Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought. <br />I don't see how Henry, pried <br />open for all the world to see, survived. <br /> <br />What he has now to say is a long <br />wonder the world can bear & be. <br />Once in a sycamore I was glad <br />all at the top, and I sang. <br />Hard on the land wears the strong sea <br />and empty grows every bed.<br /><br />John Berryman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-song-1-huffy-henry-hid-the-day/
