In Nature's Capable Hands Poem by james watkin
In Nature's Capable Hands
Blocks of air that stand
Mornings, marble-cool
Jolt with what twitters.
In hacking down on
The formless quiets
No crass tool is her's!
Bee-chipped, and motley
Worked of what stringent
Concord of intent!
Ear, pressed delicate
To them wakes; nor with
A bad discontent!
Monday, October 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,sound
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