Il Penseroso

Cover of Planet of the Blind....man and dog....

Day breaks and the moon still hangs.

There’s a moon in my wrist and one in my eye.

I wish I could call you father. 

O the moon has run away.

See how small the houses are?

And bring all Heav’n before mine eyes. 

And may at last my weary age 

Find out the peaceful hermitage, 

Day…O father…

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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