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I Woke From Middle Sleep

ISSUE:  Spring 1938

IWOKE from middle sleep, alarmed to see On every side immense obscurity.
I heard Time’s serpent, coiled within the clock,
Make loosening rearrangement of his rings.
I feared: I thought of transitory things;
Blood paused: the heart was momentary rock.
Dissolved in gloom,
I grieved that I was one
Who lately stood significant in sun:
The image gone, essential agony,
A frenzied ghost, usurped my bed all night.
Then swung the Earth into ironic light,
Restoring valor and identity.


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