Two Poems
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Numbers I and X in 'Strange Meetings'
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| I | If suddenly a clod of earth should rise, And walk about, and breathe, and speak, and love, How one would tremble, and in what surprise Gasp: 'Can you move?' I see men walking, and I always feel: 'Earth! How have you done this? What can you be?' I can't learn how to know men, or conceal How strange they are to me. |
| II | A flower is looking through the ground, Blinking at the April weather; Now a child has seen the flower: Now they go and play together. Now it seems the flower will speak, And will call the child its brother — But, oh strange forgetfulness! — They don't recognize each other. |