A Certain Slant of Sunlight
In Africa the wine is cheap, and it is on St. Mark's Place too, beneath a white moon. I'll go there tomorrow, dark bulk hooded against what is hurled down at me in my no hat which is weather: the tall pretty girl in the print dress under the fur collar of her cloth coat will be standing by the wire fence where the wild flowers grow not too tall her eyes will be deep brown and her hair styled 1941 American will be too; but I'll be shattered by then But now I'm not and can also picture white clouds impossibly high in blue sky over small boy heartbroken to be dressed in black knickers, black coat, white shirt, buster-brown collar, flowing black bow-tie her hand lightly fallen on his shoulder, faded sunlight falling across the picture, mother & son, 33 & 7, First Communion Day, 1941-- I'll go out for a drink with one of my demons tonight they are dry in Colorado 1980 spring snow.
From Selected Poems by Ted Berrigan, published by Penguin Poets. Copyright © 1994 by Alice Notley, Executrix of the Estate of Ted Berrigan. Reprinted by permission of Alice Notley. All rights reserved.
Ted Berrigan authored more than 20 books and was a central figure in the second generation of the New York School of Poets.
Date Published: 1994-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/certain-slant-sunlight