Lawrence Hall
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Every Poem is a Translation
Wordsworth considered his
rainbow up on high
And what he saw and felt
through it, he wrote -
Translating an arc of refracted
light
Into a transcendent vision
of life
But his considerations
through paper and ink
Are but darkness and silence
without readers
Because the rainbow needs our
vision, our joy
Without which there is no
rainbow at all
We open the book, the
page, the words, the light
To find the rainbow that
he wrote to us
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