Sonnet XIV

For A. and H.

Sonnet XIV
A bicycle (Photo credit: bear_kumaCC BY 2.0 Deed)

...and us! Of all experiments we made—
(when you had set up such a happy howl,
and then you pressed my tears into your face)—
the fiercest had us leaning cheek by jowl.

The falling was a quiet sort of gift,
a knowingly unknowing way to wend;
the going on was splendid in its thrift,
with words that went on crosswise to the end.

The walking was a way of standing still;
the twining was a way of spinning free;
the talking was a wayward sort of thrill,
and doing was another way to be.

The growing was the only way we grew:
the knowing was the only way we knew.

  • Byron, George Gordon, Baron. “The Vision of Judgment,” Stanza XX.
  • Roethke, Theodore. “I Knew a Woman.”
  • Cummings, E. E. "My Girl’s Tall With Hard Long Eyes."
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