world lit, philosophy and religion at rpl Rochester Public Library NY
Thomas Bernhard
Lord let me forget
my soul
and the eyes' torment
and the tired lips' dagger
and the green fires of far cottages
each pond's maw
forget
Lord
my God
this day
which splits my cry apart
which I cry
and many birds in passage
my anger is dismembered
and my blodd gushes
free.