I am the maker,
The builder, the breaker,
The eagle-winged helper,
The speedy forsaker!
The lance and the lyre,
The water, the fire,
The tooth of oppression,
The lip of desire!
The snare and the wing,
They honey, the sting!
When you seek for me—look
For a different thing!
I, careless and gay,
Never mean what I say,
For my thoughts and my eyes
Look the opposite way!
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Some 10 years ago I saw an exibit in the New York Public Library of James Stephens notebooks. This poem was written in beautiful long hand with just a few minor corrections. It was amazing to read it. As a Spanish speaker reading this poem was my introduction to English poetry....
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