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View by View

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Poplars mark the limit of the yard,
in front the house is bounded by a street,
smoke rises from the chimney, snow falls down,
Saturday afternoons is when we meet.

One clock is silent but the other strikes,
even the stealth we practice has its rules,
your car’s in plain sight but we lock the door,
wise men leave their tracks the same as fools.

Fast in the web spun by the spider love
you and I so entangled in what we do
and bound to each other wait on what’s ahead
helpless before time’s change from view by view.

First Line
Poplars mark the limit of the yard
Original Pub Location
Original Publication Date
1969
Original Citation
New York Times (2 Oct. 1969) 46.
Complete Poems
218
Hearst Collections
Word Count
100
Poetic Form
closed
Themes
Twitter Quote
even the stealth we practice has its rules