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OTHER WORLDS

THE world is not a world but worlds, we inhabit The obvious rock and the flaunting green but also We live in a love, in a dream, in the total vision The poet builds like a god, and we have our dwelling On tke stern slopes of faith. N OT once were we born, But passing sicceedh winds and delaying circumstance We slid to birth into a more logical sphere Where the forms shone with permanence and where time Scattered no death, AND there we walked easily, Having come to our heritage and knowing that this Was the authentic air of the spirit and not again Would fear break from the woeful thickets of earth.

J. R.

Hervey.

This article text was automatically generated and may include errors. View the full page to see article in its original form.I whakaputaina aunoatia ēnei kuputuhi tuhinga, e kitea ai pea ētahi hapa i roto. Tirohia te whārangi katoa kia kitea te āhuatanga taketake o te tuhinga.
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New Zealand Listener, Volume 16, Issue 416, 13 June 1947, Page 13

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120

OTHER WORLDS New Zealand Listener, Volume 16, Issue 416, 13 June 1947, Page 13

OTHER WORLDS New Zealand Listener, Volume 16, Issue 416, 13 June 1947, Page 13

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