Walter de la Mare (1873 - 1958 / Kent / England)
Poems by Walter de la Mare : 3 / 86
All But Blind
All but blind
In his chambered hole,
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed mole.
All but blind
In the burning day,
The barn owl
Blunders on her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So blind to someone
I must be.
Walter de la Mare
Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Poems by Walter de la Mare : 3 / 86
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All but blind
In the evening sky,
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
This stanza is omitted from the poem above, which means the last verse makes no sense in referring to 'these three'