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By Jack Joseph Smith

all the way across to a recognizable star No fear to be found If ever to view The finest sword Catch her as she arms a child, or sinks a seed; she turns from clay, looks gone after the present and cries with the sigh unconscious laughter finds through to put truth to the heart Yea beyond the curve, again the bend in time as insight She sees the speck, not a thick glass in a perfect place has seen before Daily rising/just as the Sun Black eyes, hands in the ground, dumb to the steaple

Original Scan

AI Interpretation

GPT

This continuation of 'Caspian' centers on fearless vision, maternal strength, and a truth that reaches the heart through laughter, tears, and handwritten revision.

With the corrections restored, the page becomes more active and bodily. The woman arms a child, turns from clay, and sees through or past glass, while the poem's odd spellings and corrections keep the spiritual image rough rather than polished.

Claude

''''Caspian' variant -- 'No fear to be found / If ever to view / The finest sword.' She sees the speck 'not of thick glass.' 'Daily rising just as the Sun / Black eyes, ands in the cron, dumb to the steaple.' Margin doodles alongside.'''