Sun-Up and Other Poems by Lola Ridge
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and Dolores' face
floats dim and beautiful the way flowers do when they are drowned. Step by white step she goes up the castle stairs, but the stair goes up into the sky and the sky keeps going up too, and none of them ever get there. When mama sings Ba ba black sheep, the stars seem to shine through her voice so everything has to be still, and when she has finished singing her song goes up off the earth, higher and higher... till it is only as big as a tiny silver bird with nothing but moonlight around it. IV BETTY You can see the sandhills from our new room. Butterflies live in the sandhills and lizards and centipedes. If you keep very still lizards will think you a stone and run over your lap. |
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