by George Oppen
Miracle of the children the brilliant
Children the word
Liquid as woodlands Children?
When she was a child I read Exodus
To my daughter 'The children of Israel. . .'
Pillar of fire
Pillar of cloud
We stared at the end
Into each other's eyes Where
She said hushed
Were the adults We dreamed to each other
Miracle of the children
The brilliant children Miracle
Of their brilliance Miracle
of
From:
New Collected Poems
Copyright ©:
2008, George Oppen
Last updated November 30, 2022