Winter 1946 • Vol. VIII No. 1 PoetryJanuary 1, 1946 |

The Child in the Egg

In conjunction with the forces of darkness, said to be fearful,The child in the egg forever presumes from its motherTime beyond time and itself contained beyondThe blood-bed and the warm blindness of being. Only in the first white disc of the sun and a new blindnessWill it rear, wrinkled, afraid of betrayal.But the child in the egg, having extended the shell,Will grow quiet listening to a language and to a bell. And will become a man in the after weather,Expanding the egg, presuming the infinite stillFrom the finite, calling fate—like a pool-shot—and sayingGod will fetch him when he has finally broken the shell.

Already have an account? Login

Join KR for even more to read.

Register for a free account to read five free pieces a month from our current issue and digital archive.
Register for Free and Read This Piece



Or become a subscriber today and get complete, immediate access to our digital archives at every subscription level.

Read More

Vienna: 1945

By Harold French

In conjunction with the forces of darkness, said to be fearful,The child in the egg forever presumes from its motherTime beyond time and itself contained beyondThe blood-bed and the warm […]

Man with a Beard

By Harold French

In conjunction with the forces of darkness, said to be fearful,The child in the egg forever presumes from its motherTime beyond time and itself contained beyondThe blood-bed and the warm […]

Subscribe

Your free registration with Kenyon review incudes access to exclusive content, early access to program registration, and more.

Donate

With your support, we’ll continue 
to cultivate talent and publish extraordinary literature from diverse voices around the world.