A Meditation in Time of War

A Meditation in Time of War

A MEDITATION IN TIME OF WAR

FOR one throb of the Artery,
While on that old grey stone I sat
Under the old wind-broken tree,
I knew that One is animate
Mankind inanimate phantasy.

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