17 December 2003

The few undergrads still clinging to the safe confines of Uris library are a haggard looking group indeed. One more Lourie for the road. Incidentally this is the last in his book that began with the "Thinking of You" posted previously.


"Reprimand"



and what about just those few hours each day
you said you would keep clear for writing poems
here it is sunset in upstate New York
all day good things : visits letters music
food but nothing at all in your notebook
no dreams no politics no loving
why didn't you sit down right away fresh
early morning coffee at the desk limber
and start to write now it's too late again


and in your bed tonight what will you say
to the legion of dead poets who walk
into your sleep like brothers and sisters
coming home and insist that tomorrow
might be your last day alive they say "hurry
soon enough you will have to be silent-
before that : speak and speak we are listening"