Verse > Padraic Colum > Anthology of Irish Verse
Padraic Colum (1881–1972).  Anthology of Irish Verse.  1922.
6. The Blind Man at the Fair
By Joseph Campbell
O TO be blind!
To know the darkness that I know.
The stir I hear is empty wind,
The people idly come and go.
The sun is black, tho’ warm and kind,        5
The horsemen ride, the streamers blow
Vainly in the fluky wind,
For all is darkness where I go.
The cattle bellow to their kind,
The mummers dance, the jugglers throw,        10
The thimble-rigger speaks his mind—
But all is darkness where I go.
I feel the touch of womankind,
Their dresses flow as white as snow;
But beauty is a withered rind        15
For all is darkness where I go.
Last night the moon of Lammas shined,
Rising high and setting low;
But light is nothing to the blind—
All, all is darkness where they go.        20
White roads I walk with vacant mind,
White cloud-shapes round me drifting slow,
White lilies waving in the wind—
And darkness everywhere I go.


Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2015 · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors · World Lit.