Publicans And Sinners
And shame and sorrow, pain and
Not half so much as those whose
Leads changeless onward, dull and
stark and gray.
For I have seen them on a winter
Make friends of foes and hold high
While those whose souls were up-
ward bound to God
Have passed each other by without
Gamblers, drunkards, prostitutes
Look with what pious pains we plot
With what religions and what gov-
We conjure, to deny them standing
And like the Pharisee we still
The Christ who pours out wine, or
weeps with them.
New York Call, May, 1921.
__Elizabeth N. Barr.
The High Winds of Home
Elizabeth N. Barr
(Olathe: privately published. 1922)