Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 58, by HAYDEN CARRUTH



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First Line: I think continually of the differences


I think continually of the differences.
Foolish ever to have believed that change
is not absolute. Suddenly, peeling an orange
becomes utterly futile like these days that seize
in time, like this particular day, which is
the end of the world, disgusting, truly strange,
and we long to cross the differences and plunge
into nostalgia, that "acceptable disease."
Life is setting; but not behind the hill
where the bob white called at evening. It falls
in Solvay behind the refineries. Nothing calls.
The argon-lighted billowing gasses fill
the western sky all night across the lake.
The sterile water flashes, Mistake, mistake.


Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA
98368-0271, www.cc.press.org




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