Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WIND PRARIE FANTASIO, by BENJAMIN ROSENBAUM First Line: The wind swept the prairies with a cry of joy; the Last Line: Thirty years' absence; as a man, apprehensively, looking among the tomb stones. Variant Title(s): Wild Fantasio Subject(s): Wind | ||||||||
"If I should sell my pony And ride the range no more, Nail up my hat and my silver spurs Above my shanty door." -- Edwin Ford Piper. THE wind swept the prairies with a cry of joy; the prairies with yellow loam hidden by house forms, human forms and green. The prairie people did not need the wind. They have their electric fans. The prairie people did not need the cry of joy. They have their comic moving pictures, their parks, their children. The wind, then, must have a secret with the prairies, sweeping it with a cry of joy. The wind must have an old friend, a boon companion to lock arms with and saunter miles in the easy, careless manner of chums. The wind's secret must be older than fifty April moons, older than the coming of the Spanish to San Salvador. . . Some day the wind will come very slowly, inquiringly, as a man returning to his birthplace after thirty years' absence; as a man, apprehensively, looking among the tomb stones. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER APRIL DAY by BENJAMIN ROSENBAUM |
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