Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, INDIRECT LIGHTING, by ALICE CONE PERRY


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INDIRECT LIGHTING, by                    
First Line: We carry each a trembling flame
Last Line: I might mistake it for the sun.
Subject(s): Candles; Light; Sun


We carry each a trembling flame
Brought from a vast eternal blaze;
Unknowing whence the taper came
We guard it closely all our days.

Unwatched I set my candle here
Away from where my path is run,
For should it stand too close, I fear
I might mistake it for the sun.





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