SongOver your white body shall pass Whorls of water, whorls of light, Of the luster of blown glass. These are words of the wind. You are beloved of the silence And the grey still rain. Once the sun loved you utterly, And shall love you again. These are the words of the wind: Over your white body shall pass Whorls of water, whorls of light, Of the luster of blown glass. These are words of the wind. |
Kansas Poets
Edited by May William Ward
(New York: Henry Harrison. 1935)
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