This is the most beautiful poem I’ve stumbled across in years. I’ve just listened to it being read by Marianne Faithfull in “Gang of Souls” more times then I care to admit.
I’m a little uncertain about the formatting, it’s difficult to match exactly how it was presented on the screen, but hopefully, I have it fairly close.
Hope & fear hopes & fears you have them you had them, hopes & fears you have them You had them, hopes You have them, fears hopes or fears you had them you have them hopes & fears you have them I won't say no, you have them I will say it plainly you had them I had them, hopes & fears I have them Wake up in the morning: fear, the clock, the day, I had it Wake up in the afternoon: fear, the clock, quiet, I had it Fear: the night, noise, the street, I have it Person beating his body against a building, I saw it Fear: he had it She has it Hopes & fears you have them All the bodies in the morning light: They have it Wake in the morning: fear, the clock, the day, job. another person was there, he had it Wake in the afternoon, she was gone, he had it