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Henry Hudson Looks at the Hudson by David Shapiro

Henry Hudson Looks at the Hudson

by David Shapiro


Henry Hudson turned to me and said:

Be expressionless and strong as me,

Be grim and green, stout as Cortez,

Double lock yourself within

Like a warning wife, and be divorced

From nothing, at last be a statue

Of a self, and threaten at night like a landing,

Turn to your river, like a monist on a raft,

And always found your river on a fault,

Be blind and copper, a mania on a column,

Obscured, finally, by a single cloud of brick.

I love you, that is why I do not talk

About your humorous desire to appease.

Rather complain, like a man, that there is no river.




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