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This poem is taken from PN Review 31, Volume 9 Number 5, May - June 1983.

Poems John Holloway
THUS SANG THE UNCOUTH SHEPHERD . . .

Friend, you were sleeping when I wisely saw
that large but simple fact: act
the blacksmith way. Strike at the white
iron, not grope at latent red.
Wisdom is doing.

So, I am even grateful: you who taught
by contraries, not just to halt,
pose, orate. The working dog. One look,
he bounds up the slope; however
steep to the sheepfold.

Yet in these times, hardly. Now
much is changed for the worse. We do not know
how simple facts will end. Therefore I opt
now for the lowland life. Earthiness,
dumbness . . . doggedness. Yes,
...


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