STRANGER, if you will come to me I shall not scowl. I shall be kind. Gladly in my strange company You can entangle your feelings, mind. One windy day, I took a trail Unfrequented by all but birds And such as katydids and quail. Stranger, as butterflies, catch words. Take up your net and hear all sound. Chin up a tree and watch the sky. Then place your ear close to the ground. You must not let a word go by. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC DESIRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LET ME NOT HATE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE CORNUCOPIA OF RED AND GREEN COMFITS by AMY LOWELL WORDS INTO WORDS WON'T GO by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |