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Under a Hat Rim

Under a Hat Rim

WHILE the hum and the hurry
Of passing footfalls
Beat in my ear like the restless surf
Of a wind-blown sea,
A soul came to me
Out of the look on a face.

Eyes like a lake
Where a storm-wind roams
Caught me from under
The rim of a hat.
I thought of a midsea wreck
And bruised fingers clinging
To a broken state-room door.



Poem Under a Hat Rim - Carl Sandburg