The paper is breathless
Under the hand
And the pencil is poised
Like a warlock's wand.


Poem in The Glassblowers (1950)


The paper is breathless Under the hand And the pencil is poised Like a warlock's wand.

The paper is breathless Under the hand And the pencil is poised Like a warlock's wand.

The paper is breathless Under the hand And the pencil is poised Like a warlock's wand.

The paper is breathless Under the hand And the pencil is poised Like a warlock's wand.