Poetry of Kansas

Some Shop Talk.

WHEN the office is deserted in the evening, and
your cares
Have trooped off with the devil as he shuffles
down the stairs,
When you pace about your kingdom like a chain-
ed and restless pup,
And walk back to view the galley rack to see how
much is up___
Before you go to supper, put your tired brain to
And try to wash the kinks out with a quiet little
      For it's smoke, smoke, smoke,
      Makes the world seem like a joke;
            With its whirling,
      Where there's nothing that is sterling,
      After all its strange unfurling
                 Only smoke,
                 Purling smoke.
Sit and laugh at "Old Subscriber" and the pa-
pers marked "refused."
Take a puff at the Alliance that imagines it's
Smile in triumph at your banker and the man who
holds your note;
O'er your master, that old "plaster," gloat a tran-
quil, haughty gloat.
And as evening shadows thicken pull your weed
until it beams;
Suck sweet sunshine out of sadness in a cloud
of silver dreams.
      Oh, it's dreams, dreams, dreams;
      Life is only what it seems;
            And like mazy,
                  Dim and lazy,
      Shifting cloud-forms weird and crazy,
      Our distinctions are; so hazy,
                  Motes and beams___
                  Only dreams.

__William Allen White.

Rhymes by Two Friends
Albert Bigelow Paine & William Allen White
(Fort Scott: M. L. Izor and Son. 1893)
Pages 184-185
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October 8, 2002 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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