<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=336699" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dream Song 14</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so. <br>After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns, <br>we ourselves flash and yearn, <br>and moreover my mother told me as a boy <br>(repeatingly) 'Ever to confess you're bored <br>means you have no </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Inner Resources.' I conclude now I have no <br>inner resources, because I am heavy bored. <br>Peoples bore me, <br>literature bores me, especially great literature, <br>Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes <br>as bad as achilles, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who loves people and valiant art, which bores me. <br>And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag <br>and somehow a dog <br>has taken itself & its tail considerably away <br>into mountains or sea or sky, leaving <br>behind: me, wag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Berryman">John Berryman</a> from <i>The Dream Songs</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=336699" data-title="Dream Song 14 de John Berryman" data-description="Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so. /After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns, /we ourselves flash and yearn, /and moreover my mother told me as a boy /(repeatingly) 'Ever to confess you're bored /means you have no /Inner Resourc..."></div> </div> </div>

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