Small Prayer

Weldon Kees



Change, move, dead clock, that this fresh day
May break with dazzling light to these sick eyes.
Burn, glare, old sun, so long unseen,
That time may find its sound again, and cleanse
Whatever it is that a wound remembers
After the healing ends.



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Source. About the poet. Photo by Arthur Magazine Archive.

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