Winter 1955 • Vol. XVII No. 1 Poetry |

The Sage by the Sea-Shore

Now the tree That has been stone Is stone again: Another age With notice none Of what has gone And come again Of mirth and pride Is finally done. Now the one And only sage Faces the sea And every tide Registers on His roaring page The change of bone To ice, and stone To flower and sea.

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