This poem is taken from PN Review 152, Volume 29 Number 6, July - August 2003.
Selected Shaiku[2] `When forty winters shall besiege thy brow'
Wait till you're forty,
young man, losing your looks. You'll
wish you had a child.
[20] `A Woman's face with nature's own hand painted'
You are that wonder,
a woman with a dick. I'll
love you anyway.
[29] `When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes'
When I'm really down,
all ego, envy, the thought
of you comes singing...
[30] `When to the sessions of sweet silent thought'
The past is too much -
love, death, all over again:
till you remake me.
[55] `Not marble, nor the gilded monuments'
...
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