Poem- From Let Us Compare Mythologies, 1956.
I heard of a man
who says words so beautifully
that if he only speaks their name
women give themselves to him.
If I am dumb beside your body
while silence blossoms like tumours on our lips
it is because I hear a man climb the stairs
and clear his throat outside our door.
[See Guardian: "At McGill University, he was president of the debating society," CP, Star. Also, check out today's Post for a special Arts & Life section devoted to the man.]