Poetry of Kansas


I sometimes wish, when apple
        blooms surround me,
    There were no urging voices in
        the spring,
And when love clings with rap-
        turous arms around me
    I sometimes wish there were no
Unhand, unhand, all loves that
        would detain me
    The road is clear, though sharp
        its flinty sting,
Have I not washed your feet unto
        the parting,
    And would you make a servant of
        a king?

__Elizabeth N. Barr.

The High Winds of Home
Elizabeth N. Barr
(Olathe: privately published. 1922)
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