Book V

Starting with this one, the books are longer:  Book V has 54 poems.  Including ones touching upon the death of Randall Jarrell.

Here's one poem from this book:
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Dream Song 120

By John Berryman

Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout
or murmur.  Pals alone enormous sounds
downward & up bring real.
Loss, deaths, terror.  Over & out,
beloved: thanks for cabbage on my wounds:
I'll feed you how I feel:---

of avocado moist with lemon, yea
formaldehyde & rotting sardines O
in our appointed time
I would I could a touch more fully say
my consentless mind.  The senses are below,
which in this air sublime

do I repudiate.  But foes I sniff!
My nose in all directions!  I be so brave
I creep into an Arctic cave
for the rectal temperature of the biggest bear,
hibernating---in my left hand sugar.
I totter to the lip of the cliff.