He stood alonein the rabble kingdom.The racket and the roar swelled around himso he sat downon a stoneand spoke: “Why fret and gnaw your hands?Why squirm on a bed of nails? Study the gray wagtailwith sunlight burstingfrom his chest.Watch him swoop to catch color, contentwith mayflies,water,and air.Is he not splendidin his smallness? And behold blue […]