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To The Wild Verbena

Verbenas blue, verbenas shining white,
Verbenas of rich, pulse-quickening red
Grow here together in my garden bed
Weaving their tangled mats for my delight;
Yet do I take less joyance in the sight
Of all their beauty, lavishly outspread
Than in contemplating thy lowlihead,
O wild verbena, modestly bedight
Theirs our flag's bright colors, your dull hue
Is aboriginal; the primal clay
Tinges your petal; grateful for scanty dew,
Patient of sun, you bear the scorching ray
That withers them. Sweet wildling, but for you
Where now had been their red, their white, their
     blue?
__Rose Morgan
 
Sunflowers, A Book of Kansas Poems
Selected by Willard Wattles
pages 34-35
(Chicago: A. C. McClurg. 1916)
 
September 5, 2001 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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