Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how Dull Hearts have died In the Acquisition Sacrificed for Science Is common, though, now — I went to School But was not wiser Globe did not teach it Nor Logarithm Show "How to forget"! Say — some — Philosopher! Ah, to be erudite Enough to know! Is it in a Book? So, I could buy it — Is it like a Planet? Telescopes would know — If it be invention It must have a Patent. Rabbi of the Wise Book Don't you know?
This poem is in the public domain.
Before the ice is in the pools,
Before the skaters go,
Or any cheek at nightfall
Is tarnished by the snow,
Before the fields have finished,
Before the Christmas tree,
Wonder upon wonder
Will arrive to me!
What we touch the hems of
On a summer’s day;
What is only walking
Just a bridge away;
That which sings so, speaks so,
When there’s no one here,—
Will the frock I wept in
Answer me to wear?
This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on December 25, 2019, by the Academy of American Poets.