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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 58, by HAYDEN CARRUTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography 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 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH A POST-IMPRESSIONIST SUSURRATION FOR THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER by HAYDEN CARRUTH ABANDONED RANCH, BIG BEND by HAYDEN CARRUTH ADOLF EICHMANN by HAYDEN CARRUTH ALMANACH DU PRINTEMPS VIVAROIS by HAYDEN CARRUTH AN EXPATIATION ON THE COMBINING OF WEATHERS AT THIRTY .... by HAYDEN CARRUTH AUGUST FIRST by HAYDEN CARRUTH BEARS AT RASPBERRY TIME by HAYDEN CARRUTH BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH CAPPER KAPLINSKI AT THE NORTH SIDE CUE CLUB by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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