Long live the weeds that overwhelm
My narrow vegetable realm!—
The bitter rock, the barren soil
That force the son of man to toil;
All things unholy, marked by curse,
The ugly of the universe.
The rough, the wicked, and the wild
That keep the spirit undefiled.
With these I match my little wit
And earn the right to stand or sit,
Hope, look, create, or drink and die:
These shape the creature that is I.
2007-03-01
16:39:26
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Elizabeth E
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Yes, it's for school. I can't understand some of them, the ones i do understand are the hopeful ones.
2007-03-01
16:56:38 ·
update #1