SIGHTED
I have seen darkness and light : alternating
vistas between distant poles. On 17th Street,
the little man holding a camping lantern -
delicate and fit like a swan - while, across
the Chelsea alley, three others, gruff and
stern, standing next to their roaring barrel
fire, seeking warmth. By degrees and by
grades, I want both. I am in two places.
The great sun, in Winter array, drops...
down lightly on a great,
watery horizon.
I have seen darkness and light : alternating
vistas between distant poles. On 17th Street,
the little man holding a camping lantern -
delicate and fit like a swan - while, across
the Chelsea alley, three others, gruff and
stern, standing next to their roaring barrel
fire, seeking warmth. By degrees and by
grades, I want both. I am in two places.
The great sun, in Winter array, drops...
down lightly on a great,
watery horizon.
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