Tell it to the forest fire, tell it to the moon, <br />mention it in general to the moon <br />on the way down, <br />he's about to have his lady, permanent; <br />and this is the worst of all came ever sent <br />writhing Henry's way. <br /> <br />Ha ha, fifth column, quisling, genocide, <br />he held his hands & laught from side to side <br />a loverly time. <br />The berries & the rods left him alone less. <br />Thro' a race of water once I went: happiness. <br />I'll walk into the sky. <br /> <br />There the great flare & stench, O flying creatures, <br />surely will dim-dim? Bars will be closed. <br />No girl will again <br />conceive above your throes. A fine thunder peals <br />will with its friends and soon, from agony <br />put the fire out.<br /><br />John Berryman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-song-44-tell-it-to-the-forest-fire-tell-it/
