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32 ARROW GRASSES BY GREENBRIER RIVER Arrow grasses by the river, Phalanx, spear by spear arrayed, Teach us that we may remember Others here have walked afraid. Teach us—all our generation— We are not the first to know Death and war and red transgression Where these quiet waters flow. Long ago our father’s father Here in springtime dropped his corn, Died and fell, an arrow winging In his heart that April morn— Dead as you and I will ever Lie beneath the atom’s burst— Arrow grasses by the river, Teach us we are not the first, Nor the last to live in danger, Live in wonder and in woe, Here on earth beside the river, Where the quiet waters flow. ...

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