Favorite Poems
Throughout My Life
34: “Dover Beach,” 1867, by Matthew Arnold
(1822–88)
“Where
ignorant armies clash by night”—
These words
I read in college first—
In college
where I saw the light
But didn’t
always follow. Thirst
For other
drinks than poetry
Would
sometimes (often?) supersede,
And so I
sometimes found that I
Did what I want, not what I need.
These lines
are in a different voice
Than I was
listening to. It seemed
That I would
need to make a choice:
To learn
these words that somehow beamed
At me from
days and years long gone—
Or sink into
a pit, a slough,
A kind of
modern Babylon.
I chose the
words, and now I know
That life
among them is one way
That I’ve
found heaven here on earth.
Yes, words
have proved to me each day
There is not just a single birth.
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