
So much symmetry!—
Like the pale angle of time
And eternity.
The great shape labored and fell.
Quit of hope and hurt,
It held a motionless gaze
Wide of time, alert,
On the dark distant flurry.
N. Scott Momaday
(excerpt – Angle of Geese, 1974)
So much symmetry!—
Like the pale angle of time
And eternity.
The great shape labored and fell.
Quit of hope and hurt,
It held a motionless gaze
Wide of time, alert,
On the dark distant flurry.
N. Scott Momaday
(excerpt – Angle of Geese, 1974)