John Berryman - Dream Song 145 lyrics

Also I love him: me he's done no wrong for going on forty years -- forgiveness time -- I touch now his despair, he felt as bad as Whitman on his tower but he did not swim out with me or my brother as he threatened -- a powerful swimmer, to take one of us along as company in the defeat sublime, freezing my helpless mother: he only, very early in the morning, rose with his gun and went outdoors by my window and did what was needed. I cannot read that wretched mind, so strong & so undone. I've always tried. I--I'm trying to forgive whose frantic pa**age, when he could not live an instant longer, in the summer dawn left Henry to live on.