The World Below The Window Poem by William Jay Smith

The World Below The Window

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The geraniums I left last night on the windowsill,
To the best of my knowledge now, are out there still,
And will be there as long as I think they will.

And will be there as long as I think that I
Can throw the window open on the sky,
A touch of geranium pink in the tail of my eye;

As long as I think I see, past leaves green-growing,
Barges moving down a river, water flowing,
Fulfillment in the thought of thought outgoing,

Fulfillment in the sight of sight replying,
Of sound in the sound of small birds southward flying,
In life life-giving, and in death undying.

[1957]

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 17 December 2006

I love this poem. I do. It is to be totally enjoyed and not examined. sjg

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