Mind
Mind in its purest play is like some bat
That beats about in caverns all alone,
Contriving by a kind of senseless wit
Not to conclude against a wall of stone.
. . .
"Mind" is from Collected Poems: 1953-2004 by Richard Wilbur (Waywiser Press, 2004). Buy it! You will find rich enjoyment!
"Mind" is from Collected Poems: 1953-2004 by Richard Wilbur (Waywiser Press, 2004). Buy it! You will find rich enjoyment!
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