Richard Wilbur (2000)
The old rock-climber cries out in his sleep,
Dreaming without enthusiasm
Of a great cliff immeasurably steep,
Or of the sort of yawning chasm,
Now far too deep,
That once, made safe by rashness, he could leap.
2007: Stone by Charles Simic
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
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