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Gerry Gilbert
I hear
the gander didn't hiss at me.
Was it me? no
it was the gander.
It was me. yes
we have recognized each other
He expects me to carry food. I
expect him to carry food.
Neither is satisfied and I think
I am smarter than he is.
I see
he has more fucking than I have.
Of course
I am not as proud
but I say my walk is more elegant.
I know
I HEARD a bird at dawn
Singing sweetly on a tree,
That the dew was on the lawn,
And the wind was on the lea ;
But I didn't listen to him.
For he didn't sing to me.
I didn't listen to him,
For he didn't sing to me
That the dew was on the lawn
And the wind was on the lea ;
I was singing at the time
Just as prettily as he.
I was singing all the time.
Just as prettily as he,
About the dew upon the lawn
And the wind upon the lea ;
Yes, here I lie close to a stunted rose bush
In a forgotten place near the fence
Where the thickets from Siever’s woods
Have crept over, growing sparsely.
And you, you are a leader in New York,
The wife of a noted millionaire,
A name in the society columns,
Beautiful, admired, magnified perhaps
By the mirage of distance.
You have succeeded, I have failed
In the eyes of the world.
You are alive, I am dead.
Yet I know that I vanquished your spirit;
And I know that lying here far from you,
Unheard of among your great friends
In the brilliant world where you move,