Poetry of Kansas

Babbitt Attends a Recital

    The piece was long
And I was sure that I would nod.
    The artist, going strong,
Was playing it, I guess, for God.
 
    Too long, it seemed,
For change, I balanced knee on knee.
    I nodded, dreamed,
I waked, and nudged the woman next to me.
 
    I felt quite bored
But turned, expecting to apologise.
    Yes, turned. Good lord!
I wish you'd seen that woman and her eyes.
 
    That whole vast mob
Had slipped away from her, I guess;
    One broken sob
Heaved in her throat and burst her dress.
 
    They were forgot
And even God or I would need a telephone.
    Yes, gone to pot!
And Paderewski and that woman were alone.

__Margaret E. Haughawout.

 

Sheep's Clothing
Margaret E. Haughawout
Page 54
(Pittsburg, Kansas: __. 1929)

 
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