James Schuyler

“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?””

Oilseed Rape 7

From Hymn to Life

Source: Collected Poems (Revised Edition), James Schuyler; (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1995).