Frederick Seidel Poems
- A Beautiful Day Outside I still lived, and sat there in the ...
- Homage To Pessoa I once loved. I thought I would be ...
- Song To The Moon You're born that way—or else you're ...
- Stroke The instrument is priceless. You can't believe it ...
- 'Sii Romantico, Seidel, Tanto ...
- Ode To Spring I can only find words for. And sometimes I ...
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A Beautiful Day Outside
I still lived, and sat there in the sun,
Too depressed to savor my melancholia.
I wore a cardboard crown. I held
A sceptre with a star on top.
I was on a hill, looking over at a mountain.
The sky was bald blue above.
Pine needles made
Something softer than a breast beneath the fits-all royal hose.
I was like an inmate at Charenton
Dully propped up on a throne outdoors, playing
“Fatigue of the Brave”—fatigue such as of a fireman holding
A still warm baby, waiting for the body bag.
In an age of revolutionary ...