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EXTRACTS FROM THE BALL POEM BY JOHN BERRYMAN

What is the boy now, who has lost his ball.

What, what is he to do?

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He senses his first responsability

In a world of possessions. People will take balls,

Balls will be lost always, little boy, 

And no one buys a ball back. Money is external.

He is learning, well behind his desperate eyes,

The epistemology of loss, how to stand up

Knowing what every man must one day know

And most know many days, how to stand up

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I suffer and move

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