Author Archibald MacLeish Around, around the sun we go:The moon goes round the earth.We do not die of death:We die of vertigo. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.5 (2 votes) Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments