Memorandum to Youth
It is not in gay banners That flaunt a crimson sky, Nor in a drum’s quick throbbing Not bugle’s keen swift cry; Nor in the pride of marching men That war’s essentials lie; But in the red fields where horror screams And youth lies rotting with its dreams. –written in November 1939, published first in […]
Possession
I always owned the sky; the sky was mine From the moment I first looked up at it, and felt All the enormous tender brilliance shine Into my wondering heart, where is has dwelt Unceasingly. I own uncounted millions Of starts, though using only two or three, And as for clouds, of course, I’ve many […]
The Odd One
I was the one who never learned to walk I was the one who had to be explained Strangers inquired if I could even talk I could, when they weren’t eying me with a pained Commiserating glances. No one can Hold conversation with a pitying look. So while other children played and ran, I was […]