The exceeding brightness of this early sun Makes me conceive how dark I have become.
The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a PlayWe say God and the imagination are one . . . How high that highest candle lights the dark.
The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a PlayChildren picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill;
The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a PlayImagine, pretend, and play so you can become anyone you want to be. You don't need to be afraid.
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