Silence in the Snowy Fields: Poems

POEM AGAINST THE BRITISH

POEM A G A I N S T T H E B R I T I S H I The wind through the box-elder trees Is like rides at dusk on a white horse, Wars for your country, and fighting the British. ii I wonder if Washington listened to the trees. All morning I have been sitting in grass, Higher than my eyes, beneath trees, And listening upward, to the wind in leaves. Suddenly I realize there is one thing more: There is also the wind through the high grass. in There are palaces, boats, silence among white buildings, Iced drinks on marble tops, among cool rooms; It is good also to be poor, and listen to the wind. 28 ...