Collected Poems of John G. Neihardt

Collected Poems of John G. Neihardt

Collected Poems of John G. Neihardt

Collected Poems of John G. Neihardt

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I WHISTLE; why not?
Have I not seen the first strips of green winding up the
sloughs?
Have I not heard the meadow-lark?
I have looked into soft blue skies and have been uplifted!

Where are the doubts and the dark ideas I entertained?
What have I caught from the maple-buds that changes
me?
Or was it the meadow-lark--or the blue sky--or the
strips of green,
The green that winds up the sloughs?

I sought the dark and found much of it.
Is there in truth much darkness?
Have the meadow-larks lied to me?
Have the green grass and the blue sky testified falsely?

I want to trust the sky and the grass!
I want to believe the songs I hear from the fenceposts!
Why should a maple-bud mislead me?

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