By Tom Merrill
I Do Not See I do not see the stars tonight Nor wonder if they shine, For many years have passed since I Wished any beauty mine. I do not seek the flowered wood's Unworldly hush and stir, Nor are there cherished haunts of mind As long ago there were. I find no sail to lull me now Away to courts of dream, And upward from the sod I push Blue skies fade out unseen.
First Published in The Hypertexts
Poems by Tom Merrill have recently appeared in two novels as epigraphs. He is Poet in Residuum at The HyperTexts and Advisory Editor at Better Than Starbucks.
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