The Sheaves

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<l>WHERE long the shadows of the wind had rolled,</l>
<l>Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned,</l>
<l>And as by some vast magic undivined</l>
<l>The world was turning slowly into gold;</l>
<l>Like nothing that was ever bought or sold</l>
<l>It waited there, the body and the mind,</l>
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<l>That tells the more, the more it is not told.</l>
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<l>So in a land where all days are not fair,</l>
<l>Fair days went on till on another day</l>
<l>A thousand golden sheaves were lying there,</l>
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The Sheaves Edwin Arlington Robinson 2019 University of Nebraska–Lincoln Center for Alex Telesca's Fame
306 Andrews University of Nebraska–Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588-4100 alextelesca@outlook.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by Alex Telesca

 The Best Poems of 1924 L.A.G. Strong Edwin Arlington Robinson December 1923 Small, Maynard & Company Publishers Boston

Alex Telesca Transcribed and encoded a poem The Sheaves WHERE long the shadows of the wind had rolled, Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned, And as by some vast magic undivined The world was turning slowly into gold; Like nothing that was ever bought or sold 5 It waited there, the body and the mind, And with a mighty meaning of a kind That tells the more, the more it is not told. So in a land where all days are not fair, Fair days went on till on another day A thousand golden sheaves were lying there, Shining and still, but not for long to stay- As if a thousand girls with golden hair 5 Might rise from where they slept and go away. Edwin Arlington Robinson

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The Sheaves Edwin Arlington Robinson 2019 University of Nebraska–Lincoln Center for Alex Telesca's Fame
306 Andrews University of Nebraska–Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588-4100 alextelesca@outlook.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by Alex Telesca

 The Best Poems of 1924 L.A.G. Strong Edwin Arlington Robinson December 1923 Small, Maynard & Company Publishers Boston

Alex Telesca Transcribed and encoded a poem The Sheaves WHERE long the shadows of the wind had rolled, Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned, And as by some vast magic undivined The world was turning slowly into gold; Like nothing that was ever bought or sold It waited there, the body and the mind, And with a mighty meaning of a kind That tells the more, the more it is not told. So in a land where all days are not fair, Fair days went on till on another day A thousand golden sheaves were lying there, Shining and still, but not for long to stay- As if a thousand girls with golden hair Might rise from where they slept and go away. Edwin Arlington Robinson