Being but men, we walked into the trees
Afraid, letting our syllables be soft
For fear of waking the rooks,
For fear of coming
we have a choice to remember to watch the stars in wonder; it should be the aim and the end.
Eudora Welty wrote of another boy in LOSING BATTLES:
The young boy wandering through the world moonlit wondered
This work of genius encapsulates the lessons of the transition from innocence to the harsh realities of life. For a great example of this based on the poem read Gordon Parker's novel A Waking of Rooks
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