Karle Wilson Baker Blue Poems
- 1. Within The Alamo
He drew a straight line
Across the dirt floor:
Within, it was death-still--
Without, was a roar
... - 2. I Shall Be Loved As Quiet Things
I shall be loved as quiet things
Are loved--white pigeons in the sun,
Curled yellow leaves that whisper down
One after one;
... - 3. Blue Smoke
The flame of my life burns low
Under the cluttered days,
Like a fire of leaves.
But always a little blue, sweet-smelling smoke
... - 4. Good Company
To-day I have grown taller from walking with the trees,
The seven sister-poplars who go softly in a line;
And I think my heart is whiter for its parley with a star
That trembled out at nightfall and hung above the pine.
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