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Written by Gertrude Stein | Create an image from this poem

Daughter

 Why is the world at peace.
This may astonish you a little but when you realise how
easily Mrs. Charles Bianco sells the work of American
painters to American millionaires you will recognize that
authorities are constrained to be relieved. Let me tell you a
story. A painter loved a woman. A musician did not sing.
A South African loved books. An American was a woman
and needed help. Are Americans the same as incubators.
But this is the rest of the story. He became an authority.


Written by Edna St. Vincent Millay | Create an image from this poem

Pastoral

 The little sparrows 
hop ingenuously 
about the pavement 
quarreling 
with sharp voices 
over those things 
that interest them. 
But we who are wiser 
shut ourselves in 
on either hand 
and no one knows 
whether we think good 
or evil. 

    Meanwhile, 
the old man who goes about 
gathering dog-lime 
walks in the gutter 
without looking up 
and his tread 
is more majestic than 
that of the Episcopal minister 
approaching the pulpit 
of a Sunday. 
    These things 
astonish me beyond words.
Written by Rudyard Kipling | Create an image from this poem

Columns

  (Mobile Columns of the Boer War)
Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
 (Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
Oo is it 'eads to the Detail Supply?
 A sectioin, a pompom, an' six 'undred men.

'Ere comes the clerk with 'is lantern an' keys
 (Time, an 'igh time to be trekkin 'again!)
" Surplus of everything--draw what you please
 "For the section, the pompom, an' six 'unrdred men."

"What are our orders an' where do we lay? .
 (Time, an 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
"You came after dark--you will leave before day,
 "You section, you pompom, you six' undred men!"

Down the tin street, 'alf awake an 'unfed,
'Ark to 'em blessin' the Gen'ral in bed!

Now by the church an' the outspan they wind--
Over the ridge an' it's all lef' be'ind
 For the section, etc.

Soon they will camp as the dawn's growin' grey,
Roll up for coffee an' sleep while they may--
 The section , etc.

Read their 'ome letters, their papers an' such,
For they'll move after dark to astonish the Dutch
 With a section, etc.

'Untin' for shade as the long hours pass--
Blankets on rifles or burrows in grass,
 Lies the section, etc.

Dossin' or beatin' a shirt in the sun,
Watching chameleons or cleanin' a gun,
 Waits the section, etc.

With nothin' but stillness as far as you please,
An' the silly mirage stringin' islands an' seas
 Round the section, etc.

So they strips off their hide an' they grills in their bones,
Till the shadows crawl out from beneath the pore stones
 Toward the section, etc.

An' the Mauser-bird stops an' the jacals begin
A the 'orse-guard comes up and the Gunners 'ook in
 As a 'int the pompom an' six 'undred men . . . .

 Off through the dark with the stars to rely on---
 (Alpha Centauri an' somethin' Orion)
 Moves the section, etc.

 Same bloomin' 'ole which the ant-bear 'as broke,
 Same bloomin' stumble an' same bloomin' joke
 Down the section, etc.

 Same "which is right?" where the cart-tracks divide,
 Same "give it up" from the same clever guide
 To the section, etc.

Same tumble-down on the same 'idden farm,
Same white-eyed Kaffir 'oo gives the alarm--
 Of the section, etc.

Same shootin' wild at the end o' the night,
Same flyin'-tackle an' same messy fight,
 By the section, etc.

Same ugly 'iccup an' same 'orrid squeal,
When it's too dark to see an' it's too late to feel
 In the section, etc.

 (Same batch of prisoners, 'airy an' still,
 Watchin' their comrades bolt over the 'ill
 Frorn the section, etc. )

 Same chilly glare in the eye of the sun
 As 'e gets up displeasured to see what was done
 By the secton, etc.

Same splash o' pink on the stoep or the kraal,
An' the same quiet face which 'as finished with all
 In the section, the pompom, an' six 'undred men.

Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
(Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
' Oo is it 'eads to the Detail Supply ?
 A section, a pompom, an 'six' 'undred men.

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