A Walk with Jefferson by Philip Levine

By Philip Levine

The foundation for the identify poem of Philip Levine's A stroll with Tom Jefferson is now not the founding father and 3rd president of the U.S. that the majority readers could think upon listening to the identify. Levine's Tom Jefferson is kind of varied from his namesake: he's an African American dwelling in a destitute quarter of business Detroit. yet to Levine, he's "wise, compassionate, planned, honest...a nice unknown American." In A stroll with Tom Jefferson, Philip Levine reminds us why he's most sensible recognized for his poems approximately working-class lifestyles in Detroit--and why such a lot of humans count number a Levine poem between their favorites.

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SEN TEN CES Let’s not fool ourselves The automobile is a wheelchair A lion is made o f lambs Poets have no biographies Death is a collectivc habit Children are bom to be happy Reality has a tendency to fade away Fucking is a diabolical act God is a good friend o f the poor S AR AN G UA C O Es dc nochc, no picnsa ser dc noche Es de dfa, no piensa scr dc dfa. C6mo va a ser dc nochc si cs dc dfa Como va a ser dc dia si cs dc noche i Crecn quc cstan hablando con un loco? Ojala fucra rcalmentc dc dfa.

Lo quc sucedc cs quc me siento mal Esc dolor dc estomago de siemprc La sensation de vertigo no ccsa. Como que mal: ; me siento pcrfcctamcnte [En mi vida me he sentido mejor! ; Ojala me sintiera dcsdichado! Observcn bicn y vcrdn Que estoy riendome a carcajadas. 42 SARANGUACO* It’s night, it doesn’t seem like night It’s day, it doesn’t seem like day. How can it be night if it’s day How can it be day if it’s night. Who do you think you’re talking to, some nut? God I wish it were really daytime. It’s cold but I’m hot It’s hot but I’m freezing to death.

V Jovenes Escriban lo que quieran En cl cstilo que les parezca mejor Ha pasado demasiada sangrc bajo los puentcs Para seguir crcyendo—creo yo Que s6lo se pucde seguir un camino: En poesia se permite todo. VI Enfcrinedad Decrepitud y Muerte Danzan como doncellas inocentes Alrededor del Lago de los Cisnes Semi desnudas cbrias Con sus lascivos labios de coral. VII Queda de manifiesto Que no hay habitantes cn la luna Que las sillas son mesas Que las mariposas son flores en moviuiiento perpetuo Que la verdad cs un error colcctivo Que el espiritu muere con cl cuerpo Queda de manifiesto Que las arrugas no son cicatrices.

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