Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHANGE, by GLENN C. TAYLOR First Line: No more the lonesome prairie Last Line: In days when this was the lonesome prairie. Subject(s): Change; Prairies; Plains | ||||||||
No more the lonesome prairie. No more the wild free range. Forests of skeletons stand Alongside old traditional trails. Silent skeletons, grey in the moonlight, That become weirdly white at blazing midday. Steel skeletons -- bloodless giants! Giants without fiber or soul Who with long arms Stir the deep bowels of the earth. Giants who endlessly suck The black magic blood from the soil. Unburied somber skeletons Standing sun-bleached above worn paths Where ran the unforgettable coyote In days when this was the lonesome prairie. | Other Poems of Interest...HIGH PLAINS RAG by JAMES GALVIN LEFT-HANDED POEM by JAMES GALVIN NO COMPLAINTS; FOR ROBERT GRENIER by ANSELM HOLLO POINT OF ROCKS, TEXAS by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE PRAIRIE HOUSES by BARBARA GUEST AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE PRAIRIES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT TO MAKE A PRAIRIE by EMILY DICKINSON THE PRAIRIE-GRASS DIVIDING by WALT WHITMAN SYMPHONY OF THE SOIL by EVA K. ANGLESBURG |
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