| I begin my hour with reading,
Thinking deeply as I read, Over what the author teaches And his theme; Till my thoughts o'erflow my vision And I grasp my pen with speed, To assay the truth in prose As it does seem. Reading on and thinking deeply, Half unwittingly I scrawl Thoughts___additions___oppositions___ Till my prose, Moving slowly and in rhythm, Is no longer prose at all; But unconsciously in blank verse Freely flows. Then the rhythm moves more freely, Pulsing measures chance to chime, Themes more beautiful and brighter thoughts Appear. And I leave my good philosophy And lilt along on rhyme, Thru the sunshine, while my muses Dally near. __Colfax Burgoyne Harman |
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)
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