Something

In honor of everyone who humored me, but guessed wrong that Stephen Dunn was not one of my favorite poets:

Something
by Stephen Dunn

A wish for something moral like a wound
pitying the knife
its inability to be pleased or sad.
Or perhaps an afternoon one day a month
when everyone says why they’re ashamed.
Something to end the talk that passes
for talk. Something the lonesome ear,
the starved eye, can take in,
like nourishment from the world
in which, now and then, we’ve lived.

A little while ago I also posted this Stephen Dunn poem.

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~ by realsupergirl on March 5, 2007.

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