Poetry of Kansas
 

The High Winds Of Home

I love a wind like the high winds of
        home,
Straightaway winds that do nothing
        but blow;
Day and night, night and day, sunset
        or dawn,
Freezing winds, burning winds,
        gray winds and red.
 
Winds of the desert that sweep the
        long plains,
Sand choke the rivers and dry up
        the wells,
Blind the thin moon on her desolate
        trail___
Time and the wind___the wind and
        the sands.
 
Bitter the winds are, the high winds
        of home,
Truthful and bitter and keen as a
        blade,
Bitter as love are the high winds
        of home,
Truthful as hate are the high winds
        of home.

__Elizabeth N. Barr.

 

The High Winds of Home
Elizabeth N. Barr
(Olathe: privately published. 1922)
Page 7

 
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