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Henry Martin

Henry Martin

poem writer

Naked

(collage) poem

2 min readJun 19, 2023

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I came from my mother’s womb,
and naked shall I return there,

a road that may send a man to the madhouse.

Still, there’s that thing with feathers,
and dying is a wild night and a new road,
yet, because he hath set his love upon me,
at last, I found my moment to fall apart.

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Well of course I’d like to sit around and chat,
and that has made all the difference,

and there’s someone listening in.

© Henry Martin 2023

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References:

“I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return there.” — Book of Job 1:21, The Bible
“A road that may send a man to the madhouse.” — Charles Bukowski, from ‘Laughing Heart’
“There’s that thing with feathers” — A paraphrase of “Hope is the thing with feathers” by Emily Dickinson, from ‘Hope is the Thing with Feathers’
“Dying is a wild night and a new road.” — Emily Dickinson, from a letter to her cousins
“Yet, because he hath set his love upon me.” — Psalm 91:14, The Bible
“At last, I found my moment to fall apart.” — The Mars Volta, from ‘Cerulea’ off the album “The Mars Volta”
“Well of course I’d like to sit around and chat” — Radiohead, ‘Life in a Glasshouse’ off the album “Amnesiac“
“And that has made all the difference.” — Robert Frost, from ‘The Road Not Taken’
“And there’s someone listening in.” — Radiohead, ‘Life in a Glasshouse’ off the album “Amnesiac“

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