“The Cruel Radiance of What Is” James Agee’s Introduction to Cotton Tenants

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  1. Anon says:

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  2. C Edward Moondance says:

    In a Dark Time

    By Theodore Roethke

    In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
    I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
    I hear my echo in the echoing wood—
    A lord of nature weeping to a tree.
    I live between the heron and the wren,
    Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.

    What’s madness but nobility of soul
    At odds with circumstance?

    The day’s on fire!
    I know the purity of pure despair,
    My shadow pinned against a sweating wall.

    That place among the rocks—is it a cave,

    Or winding path? The edge is what I have.