THE FLOWERS DOZE IN THE WINDOW (Bly 1974, pp.75)
The flowers doze in the window and the lamp gazes / light
the window gazes with thoughtless eyes out into the / dark
paintings exhibit without soul the thought confided / to then
and houseflies stand still on the walls and think
the flowers lean into the night and the lamp weaves / light
the cat in the corner weaves woolen yarn to sleep with
on the stove the coffeepot snores now and then with / pleasure
the children play quietly on the floor with words
the table set with white cloth is waiting for someone
whose feet never will come up the stairs
a train-whistle tunneling through the silence in the / distance
does not find out what the secret of things is
but fate counts the strokes of the pendulum by / decimals
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