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Delmore Schwartz - Faust In Old Age
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"Poet and veteran of childhood, look!
See in me the obscene, for you have love,

For you have hatred, you, you must be judge,
Deliver judgement, Delmore Schwartz.

Well-known wishes have been to war,
The vicious mouth has chewed the vine.

The patient crab beneath the shirt
Has charmed such interests as Indies meant.

For I have walked within and seen each sea,
The fish that flies, the broken burning bird,

Born again, beginning again, my breast!
Purple with persons like a tragic play.

For I have flown the cloud and fallen down,
Plucked Venus, sneering at her moan.

I took the train that takes away remorse;
I cast down every king like Socrates.

I knocked each nut to find the meat;
A worm was there and not a mint.

Metaphysicians could have told me this,
But each learns for himself, as in the kiss.

Polonius I poked, not him
To whom aspires spire and hymn,

Who succors children and the very poor;
I pierced the pompous Premier, not Jesus Christ,

I picked Polonius and Moby Dick,
the ego bloomed into an octopus.

Now come I to the exhausted West at last;
I know my vanity, my nothingness,

now I float will-less in despair`s dead sea,
Every man my enemy.

Spontaneous, I have too much to say,
And what I say will no one not old see:


If we could love one another, it would be well. 
But as it is, I am sorry for the whole world, myself 
apart. My heart is full of memory and desire, and in 
its last nervousness, there is pity for those I have 
touched, but only hatred and contempt for myself."
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