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The Well

Text of Poem

By accident one day I found a well,
Someone had dug and bricked it years ago
And used it and moved away, the water stayed sweet
As if it tapped a vein with a steady flow.

I cleaned it out, I know the roots of life
Are thirsty every day, there’s seldom enough
Water to waste, sometimes not even to drink
All you would like and then it becomes precious stuff.

And when sand under your eyelids truly describes
The hope of harvest withered beyond control,
Then a drink from Moses’ fountain cupped in your hand
Restoreth the spirit and the spirit makes us whole.

First Line
By accident one day I found a well,
Original Pub Location
Original Publication Date
1961
Original Citation
Iowa English Yearbook (Fall 1961) 5.
Complete Poems
133
Hearst Collections
Word Count
105
Poetic Form
closed
Themes
Twitter Quote
I know the roots of life / Are thirsty every day