Quotes From "Collected Poems 19171982" By Archibald MacLeish

Around, around the sun we go: The moon goes round...
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Around, around the sun we go: The moon goes round the earth. We do not die of death: We die of vertigo. Archibald MacLeish
And here face down beneath the sun And here upon...
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And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth's noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night Archibald MacLeish
A poem should not mean But be.
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A poem should not mean But be. Archibald MacLeish