Nature
Έτώσιον ἄχθος ἀρούρης
From October and Other Poems (1920)
Nature
Who goes there? God knows. I’m nobody. How should I answer?
Can’t jump over a gate nor run across the meadow.
I’m but an old whitebeard of inane identity. Pass on!
What’s left of me to-day will very soon be nothing.
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MLA
Bridges, Robert. “Έτώσιον ἄχθος ἀρούρης.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bridges/39/.
Chicago
Bridges, Robert. “Έτώσιον ἄχθος ἀρούρης.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bridges/39/.
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