Kenneth Rexroth — The Vale of Soul-Making

…I lie alone in an alien Bed in a strange house and morning More cruel than any midnight Pours its brightness through the window – Cherry branches with the flowers Fading, and behind them the gold Stately baubles of the maple, And behind them the pure immense April sky and a white frayed cloud, And […]

via Kenneth Rexroth — The Vale of Soul-Making

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