dear heather

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  go no more a-roving
  
  so we’ll go no more a-roving
  so late into the night,
  though the heart be still as loving,
  and the moon be still as bright.
  for the sword outwears its sheath,
  and the soul outwears the breast,
  and the heart must pause to breathe,
  and love itself have rest.
  though the night was made for loving,
  and the day returns too soon,
  yet we’ll go no more a-roving
  by the light of the moon.
  
  because of
  
  because of a few songs
  wherein i spoke of their mystery,
  women have been
  exceptionally kind
  to my old age.
  they make a secret place
  in their busy lives
  and they take me there.
  they become naked
  in their different ways
  and they say,
  "look at me, leonard
  look at me one last time."
  then they bend over the bed
  and cover me up
  like a baby that is shivering.
  
  the letters
  
  you never liked to get
  the letters that i sent.
  but now you’ve got the gist
  of what my letters meant.
  you’re reading them again,
  the ones you didn’t burn.
  you press them to your lips,
  my pages of concern.
  i said there’d been a flood.
  i said there’s nothing left.
  i hoped that you would come.
  i gave you my address.
  your story was so long,
  the plot was so intense,
  it took you years to cross
  the lines of self-defense.
  the wounded forms appear:
  the loss, the full extent;
  and simple kindness here,
  the solitude of strength.
  you walk into my room.
  you stand there at my desk,
  begin your letter to
  the one who’s coming next.
  
  undertow
  
  i set out one night
  when the tide was low
  there were signs in the sky
  but i did not know
  i’d be caught in the grip
  of the undertow
  ditched on a beach
  where the sea hates to go
  with a child in my arms
  and a chill in my soul
  and my heart the shape
  of a begging bowl
  
  morning glory
  
  no words this time? no words. no, there are times when nothing can be done. not this time. is it censorship? is it censorship? no, it’s evaporation. no, it’s evaporation. is this leading somewhere? yes. we’re going down the lane. is this going somewhere? into the garden. into the backyard. we’re walking down the driveway. are we moving towards.... we’re in the backyard. ...some transcendental moment? it’s almost light. that’s right. that’s it. are we moving towards some transcendental moment? that’s right. that’s it. do you think you’ll be able to pull it off? yes. do you think you can pull it off? yes, it might happen. i’m all ears. i’m all ears. oh the morning glory!
  
  on that day
  
  some people say
  it’s what we deserve
  for sins against g-d
  for crimes in the world
  i wouldn’t know
  i’m just holding the fort
  since that day
  they wounded new york
  some people say
  they hate us of old
  our women unveiled
  our slaves and our gold
  i wouldn’t know
  i’m just holding the fort
  but answer me this
  i won’t take you to court
  did you go crazy
  or did you report
  on that day
  on that day
  they wounded new york
  
  villanelle for our time
  
  from bitter searching of the heart,
  quickened with passion and with pain
  we rise to play a greater part.
  this is the faith from which we start:
  men shall know commonwealth again
  from bitter searching of the heart.
  we loved the easy and the smart,
  but now, with keener hand and brain,
  we rise to play a greater part.
  the lesser loyalties depart,
  and neither race nor creed remain
  from bitter searching of the heart.
  not steering by the venal chart
  that tricked the mass for private gain,
  we rise to play a greater part.
  reshaping narrow law and art
  whose symbols are the millions slain,
  from bitter searching of the heart
  we rise to play a greater part.
  
  there for you
  
  when it all went down
  and the pain came through
  i get it now
  i was there for you
  don’t ask me how
  i know it’s true
  i get it now
  i was there for you
  i make my plans
  like i always do
  but when i look back
  i was there for you
  i walk the streets
  like i used to do
  and i freeze with fear
  but i’m there for you
  i see my life
  in full review
  it was never me
  it was always you
  you sent me here
  you sent me there
  breaking things
  i can’t repair
  making objects
  out of thoughts
  making more
  by thinking not
  eating food
  and drinking wine
  a body that
  i thought was mine
  dressed as arab
  dressed as jew
  o mask of iron
  i was there for you
  moods of glory
  moods so foul
  the world comes through
  a bloody towel
  and death is old
  but it’s always new
  i freeze with fear
  and i’m there for you
  i see it clear
  i always knew
  it was never me
  i was there for you
  i was there for you
  my darling one
  and by your law
  it all was done
  
  dear heather
  
  dear heather
  please walk by me again
  with a drink in your hand
  and your legs all white
  from the winter
  
  nightingale
  
  i built my house beside the wood
  so i could hear you singing
  and it was sweet and it was good
  and love was all beginning
  fare thee well my nightingale
  ‘twas long ago i found you
  now all your songs of beauty fail
  the forest closes ‘round you
  the sun goes down behind a veil
  ‘tis now that you would call me
  so rest in peace my nightingale
  beneath your branch of holly
  fare thee well my nightingale
  i lived but to be near you
  tho‘ you are singing somewhere still
  i can no longer hear you
  
  to a teacher
  
  hurt once and for all into silence.
  a long pain ending without a song to prove it.
  who could stand beside you so close to eden,
  when you glinted in every eye the held-high
  razor, shivering every ram and son?
  and now the silent loony bin, where
  the shadows live in the rafters like
  day-weary bats,
  until the turning mind, a radar signal,
  lures them to exaggerate
  mountain-size on the white stone wall
  your tiny limp.
  how can i leave you in such a house?
  are there no more saints and wizards
  to praise their ways with pupils,
  no more evil to stun with the slap
  of a wet red tongue?
  did you confuse the messiah in a mirror
  and rest because he had finally come?
  let me cry help beside you, teacher.
  i have entered under this dark roof
  as fearlessly as an honoured son
  enters his father’s house.
  
  the faith
  
  the sea so deep and blind
  the sun, the wild regret
  the club, the wheel, the mind,
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  the club, the wheel, the mind
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  the blood, the soil, the faith
  these words you can’t forget
  your vow, your holy place
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  the blood, the soil, the faith
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  a cross on every hill
  a star, a minaret
  so many graves to fill
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  so many graves to fill
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  the sea so deep and blind
  where still the sun must set
  and time itself unwind
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  and time itself unwind
  o love, aren’t you tired yet?
  
  tennessee waltz
  
  i was dancing with my darlin’
  to the tennessee waltz
  when an old friend i happened to see
  introduced him to my loved one
  and while they were waltzing
  my friend stole my sweetheart from me.
  i remember the night and the tennessee waltz
  now i know just how much i have lost
  yes i lost my little darlin’
  the night they were playing
  the beautiful tennessee waltz.
  she comes dancing through the darkness
  to the tennessee waltz
  and i feel like i’m falling apart
  and it’s stronger than drink
  and it’s deeper than sorrow
  this darkness she’s left in my heart.