Thursday, January 28, 2010

A Sad Day for Bananafish

death robbed him of his anonymity

in that


he did the opposite of what most of us find

that life is loud


and after that is silence


but in silence


he found perfection

I think the silence spoke louder


against an age he foresaw

did not particularly like

did not see why he should be part of


the barrier all writers build

between

their written and real selves

collapsed



read Hapworth 16, 1924

and tell me any difference, there is none,

walls collapsed


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and in death do not expect revelations

respect the beauty of his choices

he remains one of the remarkable ones

though his skin was thin, his talent was strong

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