The Feet, mechanical, go round –
A Wooden way
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought –
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone –
This is the Hour of Lead –
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow –
First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –
I believe that the poem is about controlling emotions with the belief that time heals any upset or pain. Then the poem moves on to talk about forgiveness I believe. It is a difficult one and I have never studied her before personally but I can usually get a rough idea about what things are about. [ roseyapple's advice column | Ask roseyapple A Question ]
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