THE ANSWER
by: Orrick Johns (1887-1946)
- "RYING cranes and wheeling crows...
- I'll remember them," she said;
- And I will be your own, God knows,
- And the sin be on my head.
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- I will be your own and glad;
- Lovers would be fools to care
- How a thing is good or bad,
- When the sky is everywhere...
- "I will be your own," she said,
- "Because your voice is like the rain,
- And your kiss is wine and bread
- Better than my father's grain."
- So I took her where she spoke,
- Breasts of snow and burning mouth...
- Crying cranes and drifting smoke
- And the blackbirds wheeling south.
"The Answer" is reprinted from Asphalt and Other Poems. Orrick Johns. New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1917. |
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