Stone Keep

He sat down and
wept
  because there is neither saying
nor unsaying,

wept the sunlight
free of leaves,
  stitched up dandelions,
unsprinkled bluets,

broke birds' 
songs down:
  everything going on
went on

over, though, on over
his cold keep:
  he hugged the heaving stone
tight.




            (A.R. Ammons)

 

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Digging Wonder by A.R. Ammons

Immediacy’s stone
has

outlasted

every other
stone

Learning from

a warm fall day,
learning from this rock
to do nothing

Paul O. Williams