Poetry of Kansas
 

Tornado.

Leaves stood still, and our hearts stood still,
But the sky was a-boil with clouds,
A coppery wrack, and the greenish black
Of shrouds.
We dove for shelter and none too soon.
The universe swayed and swirled,
And the monstrous horn of a unicorn
Gored the world.

__May Williams Ward.

from an unpublished pamphlet  
 

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