Kansas After VacationThat flows to meet the far blue-bending sky, And past the corn fields gleaming in the heat, Like emerald islands flashing swiftly by, I come now from the cool majestic mountains, Calm, rugged, lovely, full of peace, pine-tented For housing beauty, from their silver fountains And craggy peaks, and canyons, cedar-scented: Home to a beauty brooding on the plain Lovely as any haunts the mossy glen; A beauty born of faith, long borne in pain; A child of nature's grace but fathered by men___ A beauty hardly won, made thus our own, Dearer than any bred of earth alone. __Kirke Mechem |
Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
Page 85
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)
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