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robert penn warren - debate: question, quary, dream كلمات أغنية

asking what, asking what?—all a boy’s afternoon
squatting in the canebrake where the muskrat will come
muskrat, muskrat, please now, please, come soon
he comes, stares, goes, lets the question resume
he has taken whatever answer may be down to his mud_burrow gloom

seeking what, seeking what?—foot soft in cedar_shade
was that a deer_flag white past windfall and fern?
no, but by bluffside lurk powers and in the fern_glade
tall presences, standing all night, like white fox_firе burn
the small fox lays his head in your hand now and weeps that you go, not to return

drеaming what, dreaming what?—lying on the hill at twilight
still air stirred only by moth wing, and last stain of sun
fading to moth_sky, blood_red to moth_white and starlight
and time leans down to kiss the heart’s ambition
while far away, before moonrise, come the town lights, one by one

long since that time i have walked night street, heel_iron
cl!cking the stone, and in dark in windows have stared
question, quarry, dream—i have vented my ire on
my own heart that, ignorant and untoward
yearns for an absolute that time would, i thought, have prepared

but has not yet. well, let us debate
the issue. but under a tight roof, clutching a toy
my son now sleeps, and when the hour grows late
i shall go forth where the cold constellations deploy
and lift up my eyes to consider more strictly the appalling logic of joy

- robert penn warren

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