Blind
I found this hand written poem in an old book on the back of an unfilled out Galesburg High School enrollment card. The name Harvey Kemp is written at the end of this short poem.
I found this poem touching and thought to share it. I haven't been able to locate the poem or poet on search engines after a half hour search. If anyone has info plz send.
Thanks
Blind
The spring blew trumpets of colors;
Her green sang in my brain.
I heard a blind man groping
"Tap-tap" with his cane.
I pitied him his blindness,
But can I boast "I see"?
Perhaps there walks a spirit
Close by, who pities me,
A spirit who hears me tapping
The fine-sensed cane of mind
Amid such unguessed glories
That I am more than blind
Harvey Kemp
above rendition is exactly as written.
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