I have learned a thing - delta_november
Apr. 14th, 2013
07:27 pm - I have learned a thing
I've always been a fan of Simon and Garfunkel's Richard Cory. When I was young, it spoke to me of empowerment as a poor and powerless person. Now I'm rich and famous, and it comforts me (in an odd way) that I'm not the only sad and lonely person in this state. But I never knew until today that the song was originally a poem by E.A. Robinson.
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich — yes, richer than a king —
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.