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<p>Frank Bidart&#8217;s &#8220;<a href="http://dish.andrewsullivan.com/2013/10/20/a-poem-for-sunday-81/">Hunger for the Absolute</a>&#8221; was featured as one of the Dish&#8217;s &#8220;Poems from the Year&#8221; in December, when we looked back at some our favorite poems that we ran in 2013. This weekend we&#8217;re again celebrating Bidart&#8217;s work, with two poems from his latest collection, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0374173613/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0374173613&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;tag=thdi09-20"><em>Metaphysical Dog</em></a>, which will be published in a paperback edition this spring by Farrar, Straus and Giroux. Here is &#8220;For the AIDS Dead&#8221;:</p>
<blockquote><p>The plague you have thus far survived. They didn’t.<br />
Nothing that they did in bed that you didn’t.</p>
<p>Writing a poem, I cleave to “you.” You<br />
means I, one, you, as well as the you</p>
<p>inside you constantly talk to. Without<br />
justice or logic, without</p>
<p>sense, you survived. They didn’t.<br />
Nothing that they did in bed that you didn’t.</p></blockquote>
<p>(From <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0374173613/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0374173613&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;tag=thdi09-20"><i>Metaphysical Dog </i></a>by Frank Bidart © 2013 by Frank Bidart. Reprinted by kind permission of Farrar, Straus and Giroux. Photo of the AIDS quilt from the National Institutes of Health, via <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Aids_Quilt.jpg">Wikimedia Commons</a>)</p>
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