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  • Inspiration

    From the Omaha Daily Bee, July 27, 1914. By Bayoll Ne Trele.

    A summer wood,
        A vagrant breeze,
    A writing tablet
        On my knees;
    A rhythmic swaying
        Of the boughs,
    An anxious knitting
        Of my brows;
    A hundred things
        With meaning fraught,
    Yet not one single thought.

    A seat of rock,
        A rug of moss,
    A ceiling where
        Green branches toss;
    A bird voice calls
        From some far nook,
    A leaf spins downward
        To the brook.
    A crackling noise,
        A cow! I flee—
    The beast is headed straight for me.

    My seat of rock,
        My ceiling green
    Has just been changed—
        There’s a fence between;
    And on that rock
        Whence I did scud
    There stands the cow
        And chews her cud.
    With placid eye
        She looks me o’er,
    A-standing where
        I sat before,
    And seems to say
        O you high brow
    I wonder who’s
        The poet now.