Old Manuscript
1883-1966
The sky
Is that beautiful old parchment
In which the sun
And the moon
Keep their diary.
To read it all,
One must be a linguist
More learned than Father Wisdom;
And a visionary
More clairvoyant than Mother Dream.
But to feel it,
One must be an apostle:
One who is more than intimate
In having been, always,
The only confidant --
Like the earth
Or the sky.
DayPoems Poem No. 1402
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1402.html">Old Manuscript by Alfred Kreymborg</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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