Daily Whitman


The Prairie States

  A newer garden of creation, no primal solitude,
  Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and farms,
  With iron interlaced, composite, tied, many in one,
  By all the world contributed—freedom's and law's and thrift's society,
  The crown and teeming paradise, so far, of time's accumulations,
  To justify the past.



Posted on 12/05/2015, in literature, poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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