Thursday, 21 January 2010
The Thursday Poem
Don't Be Literary, Darling
Don't be literary, darling, don't be literary
If you're James in the morning you're Hemingway in bed
Don't talk of yourself in the style of your own obituary -
For who cares what they say of you after you're dead.
Don't be always a thought ahead and a move behind
Like a general reconnoitring dangerous ground,
This is a game it's much better to enter blind
And the one who wins is the one who is caught and bound.
If you can't be straight then just say nothing instead
I'll know what you mean much better than if it was said.
(25th January 1931 - 22nd June 1993)
from the book: Poem for the Day One