SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

I Loved Literature

Not as separate from life
But because it showed me Life
As I had never dreamed it to be

I loved Literature
Because its worlds
Were larger than my own
And the lives in it
Greater than my own

I love Literature still
For the beauty of its language
For its revelation of the soul
For reminding me
Of how I lived in it once
And dreamed through it to be
What I have and mostly have not become

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