Songs to Joannes, V
Published in Poem Of The Day
Midnight empties the street
Of all but us
Three
I am undecided which way back
To the left a boy
-One wing has been washed in the rain
The other will never be clean any more-
Pulling door-bells to remind
Those that are snug
To the right a haloed ascetic
Threading houses
Probes wounds for souls
-The poor can't wash in hot water-
And I don't know which turning to take
Since you got home to yourself-first
About This Poem
"Songs to Joannes, V" was published in Vol. 3, No. 6 of Others in April 1917.
About Mina Loy
Mina Loy was born in London on Dec. 27, 1882. Her collections of poetry include "Lunar Baedeker" (Contact Editions, 1923) and "Lunar Baedeker & Time-Tables" (Jonathan Williams/Jargon Press, 1958). She died on Sept. 29, 1966.
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