What gives it power makes it change its mind
At each extreme, and lean its rising rain
Down low, first one and then the other way;
In which exchange humility and pride
Reverse, forgive, arise, and die again,
Wherefore it holds at both ends of the day
The rainbow in its scattering grains of spray.

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Poet: Howard Nemerov (Howard Nemerov Art)
Poem: The Beautiful Lawn Sprinkler
Volume: The Collected Poems of Howard Nemerov
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