Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMMUNION, by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH First Line: It may be that he sits so still Last Line: To books, can read a red squirrel's mind. Subject(s): Religion; Theology | ||||||||
It may be that he sits so still. (Men of ninety often will In a corner warm with sun, Knowing that their work is done.) Or because within his eyes There is something sweet and wise, As if God, Himself, had spread On the ground these bits of bread. However it may be, things come Creeping, flying for a crumb. Chipmonk, squirrel and catbird dare To gather largesse round his chair. Perhaps his tongue that halts on words Of mortals, now, can speak with birds, And kindly eyes so nearly blind To books, can read a red squirrel's mind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY KEEPERS OF THE SUN by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH |
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