In Broken Images
He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images.
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images,
I question their relevance.
Assuming their relevance, he assumes the fact;
Questioning their relevance,
I question the fact.
When the fact fails him, he questions his senses;
When the fact fails me,
I approve my senses.
He continues quick and dull in his clear images;
I continue slow and sharp in my broken images.
He in a new confusion of his understanding;
I in a new understanding of my confusion.
Robert Graves
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