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Before she married and settled down
In the tiny, huddled western town She charted words in loops and turns, Puzzling graphs a schoolchild learns, And letter-sequences to spell She thought she knew words very well. But-words she classed as long or short, Hard or easy, have new import, Now as she lives them, and their relation Learns from the wind's reiteration: Intricate, polysyllabic "fear"; "Quiet" screaming into her ear; "Loneliness," snaky under the gate, And a huge, heavy word called "hate |
Seesaw
May Williams Ward
page 16
(Atlanta: The Bozart Press. 1929)
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