No apologies for breathing

I too have the bud of hero worship—
it sprang into me from antiquity:
invalids gasp in unlit cells how
hermits did in the fifth century—
only now, civilization does it too:
our forebears are dead and mine were
so long before the rest—or how—
how to simplify the watering—
let it moulder or let it grow—

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~ by Jeremy on June 21, 2013.

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