Knowledge

Now that I know
How passion warms little
Of flesh in the mould,
And treasure is brittle,—

I’ll lie here and learn
How, over their ground,
Trees make a long shadow
And a light sound.

Credit

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on June 6, 2021, by the Academy of American Poets.

About this Poem

“Knowledge” originally appeared in Body of This Death (R. M. McBride & Company, 1923).