FIVE POEMS
2.
noone" autumnal this great lady's gaze
enters a sunset "can grow (gracefully or
otherwise) old. Old may mean anything
which everyone would rather not become;
but growing is" erect her whole life smiled
"was and will always remain: who i am.
Look at these (each serenely welcoming
his
only and illimitably his
destiny) mountains !how can each" while flame
crashed "be so am and i and who? each grows"
then in a whisper, as time turned to dream
"and poets grow ;and (there-see?) children" nor
might any earth's first morning have concealed
so unimaginably young a star
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