"By Edwin Markham. From The Shoes of Happiness, and Other Poems. It was published in 1913.
He drew a circle that shut me out — Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout. But Love and I had the wit to win: We drew a circle that took him in."
He recited it easily. Lorna had scripted each line on a ring and linked the together, the last line holding the other three rings. He'd worn it on his thumb. He noticed the shift but didn't say anything. He wasn't inclined to talk about, resented being pushed, but afraid to not answer.
no subject
He drew a circle that shut me out —
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But Love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in."
He recited it easily. Lorna had scripted each line on a ring and linked the together, the last line holding the other three rings. He'd worn it on his thumb. He noticed the shift but didn't say anything. He wasn't inclined to talk about, resented being pushed, but afraid to not answer.