By blood we live, the hot, the cold,
To ravage and redeem the world:
There is no bloodless myth will hold.
From Genesis the first poem in Geoffrey Hill's first book of poetry: For the Unfallen (1958).
For the Unfallen (1958)
SEPTEMBER 20, 2005
SEPTEMBER 20, 2005
By blood we live, the hot, the cold,
To ravage and redeem the world:
There is no bloodless myth will hold.
From Genesis the first poem in Geoffrey Hill's first book of poetry: For the Unfallen (1958).