Ted Berrigan

(15 November 1934 – 4 July 1983 / Providence, Rhode Island)

Ophelia


ripped
out of her mind
a marvelous construction
thinking
no place; & you
not properly handled
Ophelia
&
you can't handle yourself
feeling
no inclination
toward that
solitude,
love
by yourself
Ophelia
& feeling free you drift
far more beautifully
than we
As one now understands
He never did see you
you moving so while talking flashed
& failed
to let you go
Ophelia

Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010

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