| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (18691948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| Blind |
| | | Harry Kemp |
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| THE SPRING blew trumpets of color; | |
| Her Green sang in my brain | |
| I heard a blind man groping | |
| Taptap with his cane; | |
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| I pitied him in his blindness; | 5 |
| But can I boast, I see? | |
| Perhaps there walks a spirit | |
| Close by, who pities me, | |
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| A spirit who hears me tapping | |
| The five-sensed cane of mind | 10 |
| Amid such unguessed glories | |
| That I am worse than blind. | |
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