Herbert White
“When I hit her on the head, it was good,
and then I did it to her a couple of times,-
but it was funny,-afterwards,
it was as if somebody else did it…
Everything flat, without sharpness, richness or line.
Still, I liked to drive past the woods where she lay,
tell the old lady and the kids I had [...]
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Posted in Frank Bidart, tagged Frank Bidart, Herbert White, murder, poetry analysis, rape, sexual assault, sin on June 4, 2008 | 1 Comment »
