On The Plains Of Kansas
I. The Wide View
|At the hub of the world, on its central plain,
The inch-wide globes of my eyes
Can vision and grasp the huge disk of the earth,
And the cosmos of worlds in the skies.
I pity the dwellers in cities
Who see but a scrap of the sky
And a scrap of the earth . . . O wonderful plain,
Where the world and the worlds go by!
|My wheat field makes me a profiteer
For it gives me double pay:
Beauty compounded through all the year
From that earliest dividend day
When it spreads its greenbacks all over the land,
Till it ripens to gold. And then
For usurer's interest, at harvest time
I am paid in the money of men.
III. My House Is Small
|My house is small____
An irrelevant cube,
Sucked by gravity
Walled by diversity,
Roofed by infinity.
__May Williams Ward
Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)
December 15, 2002 /
John & Susan Howell /
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