Sunday, May 10, 2009

Robert Lowell

To Speak of Woe That’s in Marriage
—for Robert Lowell / Ted Hughes

The hot Devon night—
My once foxy—gamekeeper husband
He’s sick of me—baby-shit, diapers
Ditching me—disillusioned D.H. Lawrence
He hits the streets—cruising prostitutes
Even ditching—pregnant Assia Wevill

My Yorkshire—Rabbit Killer Husband
Monotonous—Mytholmroyd monster
Whiskey-blind—swaggering poet laureate
My only thought—how to keep him mine
Posing at midnight—as a two-bit whore
Letting him gore me—in some back alley

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