Pond Song 4.60
The Unequal . . . equalizes itself for the sake of the other. G&B 255
Walden is dull I read it anyway__I return to the pond in sleet
ear-stopping wind but anyway__I shall not get cold feet
dark mystery is overfull__I read that in Wei Ying-wu
the wind dies clouds appear__white in the sudden blue
meanders through stiff stalks__a sparrow flits away
Thoreau had too much hope in him__words mean more than we say
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“Words mean more than we say”? Not always of course, and too often they mean less than is said! Here however it is fairly said: you give us a fine description but at the same time room to think Tom. Delicately done.