Hardy, you have stunned us
into silence you have numbed us.
I guess this is kind of how it was
all around you, mostly.
I read you once at Oxford.
You were sturdy and dull
as a board,
but your sadness was
the lasting kind.
It didn't tip the balance
only showed new shades
of black in the black.
How to live as we grow older.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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