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"Sweetness" by Stephen Dunn


Just when it has seemed I couldn't bear
one more friend
waking with a tumor, one more maniac

with a perfect reason, often a sweetness
has come
and changed nothing in the world

except the way I stumbled through it,
for a while lost
in the ignorance of loving

someone or something, the world shrunk
to mouth-size,
hand-size, and never seeming small.

I acknowledge there is no sweetness
that doesn't leave a stain,
no sweetness that's ever sufficiently sweet. ...

Tonight a friend called to say his lover
was killed in a car
he was driving. His voice was low

and guttural, he repeated what he needed
to repeat, and I repeated
the one or two words we have for such grief

until we were speaking only in tones.
Often a sweetness comes
as if on loan, stays just long enough

to make sense of what it means to be alive,
then returns to its dark
source. As for me, I don't care

where it's been, or what bitter road
it's traveled
to come so far, to taste so good.

-Stephen Dunn



( 3 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 15th, 2007 04:18 am (UTC)
Must say I really like this poem. It's so.... bittersweet. So life. So beauty in shit and the other way round.
May. 31st, 2007 06:26 am (UTC)
I added you because I really like all the poetry you post...and Roman said I should (but mostly because of the poetry). Hope you don't mind.
May. 31st, 2007 01:32 pm (UTC)
Re: Hello
Welcome aboard.

The poetry is actually few and far between. Most of my posts are friends only and the poetry is public. I will post more of it, though. I added you back :)

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