Old heavens, you used to tweak above us, Standing like rain whenever a salvo . . . Old heavens,... You lying there above the old, but not ruined, fort, Can you hear, there, what I am saying? For it is you I am parodying, Your invisible denials.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy an original rel...ation to the universe? Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not of tradition, and a religion by revelation to us, and not the history of theirs?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »