The moon rises. The red cubs rolling
In the ferns by the rotten oak
Stare over a marsh and a meadow
To the farm's white wisp of smoke.
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i dont understand what all of his poems are about they make no sense to me
The ultimate transcendence of beauty and love in spite of suffering.
The Strife that moves the stars? Allusion to Dante and/or Plato and Aristotle - the love that moves the spheres?
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