Seedy Henry rose up shy in de world
& shaved & swung his barbells, duded Henry up
and p.a.'d poor thousands of persons on topics of grand
moment to Henry, ah to those less & none.
Wif a book of his in either hand
he is stript down to move on.

--Come away, Mr Bones.

--Henry is tired of the winter,
& haircuts, & squemish comfy  ruin-prone proud national
mind,  & Spring (in the city so called).
Henry likes Fall.
HŽ would be prepared to l’ve in a world of F‡ll
for ever, impenitent Henry.
But the snows and summers grieve & dream;

thŽse fierce & airy occupations, and love,
raved away so many of Herny's years
it is a wonder that, with in each hand
one of his own mad books and all,
ancient fired for eyes, his head full
& his heart full, he's making ready to move on.


77 Dream Songs (1964)