Bella figa! (beautiful fig, fine sex) the whore said
in the back streets of Livorno, proudly slapping
her groin when the man tired to get the price down.
Braddock, the heavyweight champion of the world,
when Joe Louis was destroying him, blood spraying,
and his manager between rounds wanting to stop
the fight, said: “No, I won the title in the ring,
I’m going to lose it in the ring.” And, after more
damage, did. Therefore does the wind keep blowing
that holds this great earth in the air.
For this the birds sing sometimes without purpose.
We value the soiled theater because of what
sometimes happens there. Berlin in the Thirties.
There were flowers all around Christ
in his agony at Gethsemane. The Lord sees everything
and sees that it is good despite everything.
The manger was filthy. The women at Dachau pushed
back the Nazi guard who wanted to die with them,
saying he must live for their sake.
And sang for a little after the doors closed.