But I Must Also Cry It Like A Man.
Men, the art of crying isn’t hard to master.
So many things seem filled with joy,
only to turn to disaster:
The last lip-locked kiss
that stretched and parted you from First Love;
Or all loves that followed but always fell behind.
Practice crying harder, crying louder.
One time, I cried hard to Shakespeare’s Macbeth.
And another time, I cried loud to the memory
of that one Elizabethan scene. (1)
And last, I cried because no other page
in any other book could make me cry.
Sadly,
The art of crying isn’t hard to master.
So tear this poem (for tissue!)
and cry like a man!
Lit.lib. Shakespeare, William, Macbeth, IV, III, 240-1, “[Ross:] Your castle is surprised, your wife and babes Savagely slaughtered.”; 259-60 “[Malcolm:] Thou art one to dispute it like a man// [Macduff:] I shall do so, But I must also feel it as a man.”
