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William Jay Smith

Thinking of you this evening, I think of mystery; I think of umbrellas of crystal Shading a cinnamon sea; I think of swallow-tailed shadows Enveloping history; And the past becomes the future, And the present is yet to be; And life is a rain-swept mirror Through which perpetually A girl with bright hair flowing, Dappled… Continue reading William Jay Smith

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William Jay Smith

He must learn, Like Orpheus, he cannot turn But turning find His sweet love vanished, and descend Where days are nothing, and dreams end … — William Jay Smith, from “The Descent of Orpheus,”  The World Below the Window: Poems 1937-1997. (Johns Hopkins University Press, April 1, 2001) Originally published 1998.

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