William Stafford

(January 17, 1914 – August 28, 1993 / Kansas)

Assurance - Poem by William Stafford

You will never be alone, you hear so deep
a sound when autumn comes. Yellow
pulls across the hills and thrums,
or the silence after lightening before it says
its names- and then the clouds' wide-mouthed
apologies. You were aimed from birth:
you will never be alone. Rain
will come, a gutter filled, an Amazon,
long aisles- you never heard so deep a sound,
moss on rock, and years. You turn your head-
that's what the silence meant: you're not alone.
The whole wide world pours down.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature


Comments about Assurance by William Stafford

  • (2/9/2016 2:58:00 AM)


    So true but we keep forgetting it! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 26, 2014


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