Going out

poem

Iris Shaw

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Down by the water, my love,
Let us addle our brains:
What constrains
The brave mind
From waltzing above
Informational trains?

With a dip
In the sound
Of the radio, I
Or you or I found
Our hearts gave a bound;
To the circular drip
Of the news, your muse
Thought it unwound
In images drowned
Profound and inane,
Analytic, insane:
It took a deep breath
And dove in again.

O, the brain;
Down by the water, my love
Let us wander above
The stream of events
And electrical pain,
Let us go out at evening 
And come home in chains.

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