Meanwhile
Equally dismal rain and sunshine—
If the hours are hours of waiting
To say for certain: you, and I.
Happily there is this sure we,
Happily there is this love,
This chosen ambiguity,
Until the weather knows its mind.
Meanwhile this to-day,
To succeed never beyond the weather—
Until it climates death,
That double clarity
Of difference.
If the hours are hours of waiting
To say for certain: you, and I.
Happily there is this sure we,
Happily there is this love,
This chosen ambiguity,
Until the weather knows its mind.
Meanwhile this to-day,
To succeed never beyond the weather—
Until it climates death,
That double clarity
Of difference.
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