Witter Bynner

(1881-1968 / United States)

The Fields - Poem by Witter Bynner

Though wisdom underfoot
   Dies in the bloody fields,
Slowly the endless root
   Gathers again and yields.

In fields where hate has hurled
   Its force, where folly rots,
Wisdom shall be unfurled
   Small as forget-me-nots.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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