The Stream and the Sapphire. New York, NY: New Directions, 1997: 41-42.
1 All others talked as if 2 talk were a dance. 3 Clodhopper I, with clumsy feet 4 would break the gliding ring. 5 Early I learned to 6 hunch myself 7 close by the door: 8 then when the talk began 9 I'd wipe my 10 mouth and wend 11 unnoticed back to the barn 12 to be with the warm beasts, 13 dumb among body sounds 14 of the simple ones. 15 I'd see by a twist 16 of lit rush the motes 17 of gold moving 18 from shadow to shadow 19 slow in the wake 20 of deep untroubled sighs. 21 The cows 22 munched or stirred or were still. I 23 was at home and lonely, 24 both in good measure. Until 25 the sudden angel affrighted me---light effacing 26 my feeble beam, 27 a forest of torches, feathers of flame, sparks upflying: 28 but the cows as before 29 were calm, and nothing was burning, 30 nothing but I, as that hand of fire 31 touched my lips and scorched my tongue 32 and pulled my voice 33 into the ring of the dance.
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