The Great Coincidence
The Great Coincidence
How strange that in the human flow,
And think of the people we have met,
That out of the many ways to go,
And think of those untraveled yet,
We should, enclosed in time and place
Like two in a dream, come face to face.
I marvel every day that we
With our own hearts escaped the fate
Of those who pass and do not see.
We stopped before it was too late
And tried the distance we could reach
Across the unknown each to each.
It is a wonder that we came
So close that we could learn together
The odds and pleasures of the game
We daily play with time and weather,
That we two joined in one defense
I call the great coincidence.
Publication Details
Original Citation
Man and His Field. Denver: Allan Swallow. 1951. 53.
Word Count
126
Original Publication
Date Published
1951
Complete Poems
74
Re-publication
Heartland: Poets of the Midwest 80.
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