There's a dark deep down in ordinary things Resists our bringing them into view, Or else in bringing them what light we bring, As if to ask the question 'Who are you?' 5 I do not know what answer I would make Being myself, and, so, invisible- Although I know when I give or when I take, Outfitting my days as I best am able. There's a dark deep down in ordinary things 10 Resists us, the way a mirror pushes Until we're left again with things as things, Alone among our daylit doubts and guesses. I am one keeps to himself, and although I do, I do not keep the dark alone.
From the collection "Assembling the Earth"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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