Poetry of Kansas
 

Age.

Dead leaves
And drivelling rain,
A cold, gray house
With broken pane
And sagging stairs
All gritty dust
In yearly layers,
A forgotten house,
An empty shell
I'd weep for it
But I, as well
Am an empty thing,
Frayed and old
As a rotten string;
I, whose forgotten years
Held every gain,
Have not even tears
Like the drivelling rain.

__Isobel Doerr

Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 48
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)

 
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