WHEN ALL THAT CHANGES IS THE WORLD

When all that changes is the world
Growing further away from every grace and good
How then this change we feel in one another?

When those we love find breath a wound
And curse again the very sun for giving light?
How then this doubt we feel in one another?

O ours is the change which flowers discover at morning
O ours is the doubt of the waters at their priestly moving.

 

 

Kenneth Patchen


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