Poem
'Charles Baudelaire's Grave' a poem by Dorothy Porter
by Dorothy Porter •
How do you bury a poet?
Surely not
how they buried Baudelaire
thrown in with his parents
like an infant death.
It stretches
to a ghastly irony
Pasternak’s remark
that poets should remain
children.
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