Meaning, nature, has shed this glistening skin—
Shrill shell of colors crying in the light
for root or foot or body, boldly bright
Yet silvery diaphanous and thin,
The stark equation, the quick theorem,
The mind’s electric, naked of shape or place,
these are the faith, the future, of our race;
No dye will hold, no tune inhere in them.
Is then the thinking singer ceased and gone?
Is all fair color lost from throughtfulness?
Shall not some Goethe of a greater dawn
Pick up this early bright cast coat of song
And wear it strongly though his thought is strong,
Confusing not the doing with the dress?
(Max Eastman)
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