Supernal Early Dawn and Clouds’ Drizzle

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by Phillip Whidden 

These two are not their opposites since they

Are both together one.  A night of drudge

Blends two with heaven, bringing both in sway

Together, things in unity.  The sludge

Of Massachusetts pond becomes the sphere

Of light above, on deepest surface.  He

And I are one.  The poet is the peer

Of Concord thinker in reality.

Around two hundred years may separate

Us, yet we are the same, the same, the same.

We do not let the complicated weight

Of years split fire.  We burn as one full flame.

  The clouds and rain would love to cleave us two

    From dawns, but we both know what shows as true.

While these clouds and this drizzling weather shut all in,

we two draw nearer and know one another, ~ Henry David Thoreau; Journal, 1840

Henry David Thoreau

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