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Letters To Dead Imagists
(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Letters To Dead Imagists


You gave us the bumble bee who has a soul,
The everlasting traveler among the hollyhocks,
And how God plays around a back yard garden.


War is kind and we never knew the kindness of war till you came;
Nor the black riders and clashes of spear and shield out of the sea,
Nor the mumblings and shots that rise from dreams on call.

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