At the Vietnam Memorial
The last time I saw Paul Castle
it was printed in gold on the wall
above the showers in the boys’
. . .
The last time I saw Paul Castle
it was printed in gold on the wall
above the showers in the boys’
. . .
If I speak for the dead, I must leave
this animal of my body,
. . .
Thou ill-form’d offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth didst by my side remain,
Till snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true, . . .
I
Leaguered in fire . . .
Starspangled cowboy
sauntering out of the almost-
silly West, on your face
. . .
The summer of nineteen eighteen
I read The Jungle and The
Research Magnificent. That fall . . .
What did he do except lie
under a pear tree, wrapped in
a great cloak, and meditate
. . .
Learn from the man who spends much of his life speaking
To the back of your head knowing what it means to follow
. . .
The warping night air having brought the boom
Of an owl’s voice into her darkened room,
We tell the wakened child that all she heard . . .
Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
. . .