With Bells For Hooves In Sounding Streets . . .

Narrated by Bill Wolak

New Jersey

With Bells for Hooves In Sounding Street . . .

By Lawrence Ferlinghetti

 

                 With bells for hooves in sounding streets

                       that terrible horse the unicorn

                                            came on

        and cropped a medlar from a tree

                                           and he dropped the seed

                        sprang up a virgin

                                   oh she sprang up upon his back

                   and rode off tittering to a stair

                                    where pieces of string lay scattered

                                               everywhere

                         Now when she saw the string so white

          so lovely and so beautiful

                              looking like

                                 Innocence itself

        she got down and reached for a nice

                                                                  straight piece

                         but it had a head

                                     and it bit her beautiful place

So (she said)

       this is how it all began

 

Next time I’ll know

            

                        But was too late and they buried her