Far hence in the infinite silence How we shall learn and forget, Know and be known, and remember Only the name of regret? Sown in that ample quiet, We shall break sheath and climb, Seeds of a single desire In the heart of the apple of time. We shall grow wise as the flowers, And know what the bluebirds sing, When the hands of the grasses unravel The wind in the hollows of spring. And out of the breathless summer The aspen leaves will stir, At your low sweet laugh to remember The imperfect things we were. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OCTAVES: 7 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON FEARS IN SOLITUDE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE AFTER THE LAST BREATH (J.H. 1813-1904) by THOMAS HARDY DOROTHY Q; A FAMILY PORTRAIT by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES GROWING OLD by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE FLAMMONDE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TWILIGHT AT SEA by AMELIA B. WELBY |