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A Farewell, Age Ten by William Stafford

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A Farewell, Age Ten by William Stafford

While its owner looks away I touch the rabbit.

Its long soft ears fold back under my hand.

Miles of yellow wheat bend; their leaves

rustle away and wait for the sun and wind.

This day belongs to my uncle. This is his farm.

We have stopped on our journey; when my father says to

we will go on, leaving this paradise, leaving

the family place. We have my father's job.

Like him, I will be strong all of my life.

We are men. If we squint our eyes in the sun

we will see far. I'm ready. It's good, this resolve.

But I will never pet the rabbit again.

William Stafford published more than sixty-five volumes of poetry and was the Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress (currently known as the Poet Laureate) in 1970.This poem is from the book: The Way It Is, New and Selected Poems, available through the MelCat system.

Original source can be found here.

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