I Saw Myself in  General   

I saw myself
a ring of bone
in the clear stream
of all of it

and vowed
always to be open to it
that all of it
might flow through

and then heard
"ring of bone" where
ring is what a

bell does

By Lew Welch

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Other poems by Lew Welch:

• Dear Joanne
• I Saw Myself
• Not yet 40, my beard is already white.
• Taxi Suite (excerpt: 1. After Anacreon)
• The image, as in a Hexagram: