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  • Kansas in the Light of the Imagination
  • Jim Ransom

homage to Wallace Stevens

On route 50 along the Arkansas The grand silos of Hutchinson rise before us, Brilliant in the light breaking beneath storm clouds Hanging in the rearview mirror. Fields of amber and fresh green Spread out along the highway, Their boundaries marked by great cottonwoods That line the creeks swelling the river As it flows across the plain toward Wichita. Twilight settles over the landscape And the intense summer heat begins to lift. A pheasant flies arrow-like across the highway. Hidden meadowlarks call from the grain. To the south, enormous thunderheads pile high into the sky, Illumined by the long rays of the setting sun. Clouds like gigantic peonies, Rose and red and violet, mauve and bronze, Here, in Kansas in the light of the imagination, Which, like the sun, adds nothing but itself. [End Page 232]

Jim Ransom
Santa Fe, New Mexico


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