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.