Kansas PrairiesParody of "The Lake Isle of Innisfree"William Butler Yeats I will arise and go to reverence the wide prairie, And a small cabin build there, of mud and tree limbs made; A plotted garden there I'll have near rolling plains to see, And linger long in the grass-green glade. And I shall have Kansas' peace, for peace comes dropping slow, Like the sunflower that turns to its God for welcoming rest. There, Kansas' nights are starry, and moon a golden glow, As evening sun retreats in the West. I will arise and go to Kansas, for through each day I hear the ripened wheat whistling in summer store; While I stand in the field or view elevators grey, I hear it in my deep heart's core. |
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