Contemporaries

CONTEMPORARIES When Dylan was rising with his miraculous caw And Streisand in the early glorious beauty of her voice I was dreaming my dreams and getting nowhere- All through the years And in various ways They have made a record of what they have done While I dreaming never got on the board- Now if I make it Which I most likely will not I will still never have all those middle years And the long record of so many different phases- Dreaming is not enough And working is not enough ‘Giving it over' is essential And I did not do it- The story of their lives is traced out in their works I have no story I have no middle years They did it And I did not.