It is hard to describe Chesterton any more specifically than as a writer. He wrote on everything there was to write on, including but most assuredly not limited to art criticism, surrealist fiction, weekly newspaper columns, religiosity, religion, epic poetry, silly poetry, and so much more. He loved and defended the common (as in what is common to all of us) man and the common sense. This poem was written to his wife, on their wedding day, and the last two lines in it have not left my head since I first read them.
"Creation Day"' Between the perfect marriage day And that fierce future proud, and furled, I only stole six days—six days Enough for God to make the world. For us is a creation made New moon by night, new sun by day, That ancient elm that holds the heavens Sprang to its stature yesterday— Dearest and first of all things free, Alone as bride and queen and friend, Brute facts may come and bitter truths, But here all doubts shall have an end. Never again with cloudy talk Shall life be tricked or faith undone, The world is many and is made, But we are sane and we are one.
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