Poetry of Kansas


I sometimes wish, when apple-blooms surround me
There were no urging voices in the spring,
And when love clings with rapturous arms around me
I sometimes wish there were no reckoning.
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

Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
Page 21
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)

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