The Life Around Us
for David Mitchell and David Hass
Poplar and oak awake
all night. And through
all weathers of the days of the year.
There is a consciousness
undefined.
Yesterday's twilight, August
almost over, lasted, slowly changing,
until daybreak. Human sounds
were shut behind curtains.
No human saw the night in this garden,
sliding blue into morning.
Only the sightless trees,
without braincells, lived it
and wholly knew it.
and wholly knew it.
Poems 1968-1972
New Directions Publishing Corporation, 1987
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