Adrienne Rich - Focus lyrics
[Adrienne Rich - Focus lyrics]
Obscurity has it's tale to tell
Like the figure on the
Studio-bed in the corner
Out of range, smoking, watching and waiting
Sun pours through the skylight
Onto the worktable
Making a jar of pencils
A typewriter keyboard
More than they were veridical light
Earth budges now an empty coffee-cup
A whetstone, a handkerchief, take on
Their sacramental clarity, fixed by the wand
Of light as the thinker thinks to
Fix them in the mind
O secret in the core of the whetstones
In the five
Pencils splayed out like fingers of a hand!
The mind's passion is all for singling out
Obscurity has another tale to tell
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