Poem of the Week
for
Colorado Day
August 1st
(August)
In her green hammock
Slung between the ranges
Quiet lies drowsing.
Seven great pink monsters,
Looming up to westward,
Watch her askance---
Frown above her sometimes---
Mutter dooms upon her---
Gathering the twilight
Close about their haunches,
Draw a little nearer,
Loom a little higher.
But she lies drowsing,
Nestled in her hammock.
--Belle Turnbull
Reprinted from
The American Poetry Magazine
Colorado Issue
October-November 1923
Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
Copyrighted 1919, by
Clara Catherine Prince.
Reproduced by Vintage Colorado
Poetry, a literary archive, for
scholarship and preservation.
Copyright Term Extension Act
of 1998 [last twenty years of
copyright]
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