The Watcher Poem by Ina Coolbrith

The Watcher



O solitary watcher on the height,
What holds the world for thee, a-near or far?
Look up! There dawned for thee one blessed night
All that the soul might fill, in Bethlehem's star.

Monday, November 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: star
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Ina Coolbrith

Ina Coolbrith

Nauvoo, Illinois
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