They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, "Who are you really, wanderer?"— and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold the world around you is: "Maybe I'm a king.


Stories that could be true: new and collected poems (ed. HarperCollins Publishers, 1977)


They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, Who are you really, wanderer?— and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold...

They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, Who are you really, wanderer?— and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold...

They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, Who are you really, wanderer?— and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold...

They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, Who are you really, wanderer?— and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold...