“Winter is suddenly so far away, behind, ahead. From the train
A stand of coarse grass in fuzzy flower. Is it for miracles
We live? I like it when the morning sun lights up my room
Like a yellow jelly bean, an inner glow. May mutters, “Why
Ask questions?” or “What are the questions you wish to ask?””
From Hymn to Life
Source: Collected Poems (Revised Edition), James Schuyler; (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1995).