Toward the Treasure of the Grain   Leave a comment

 Southwestern Prickly Poppy-1891 blogWhite Prickly Poppies Have A Natural Crinked Look (Near a High Desert Highway)– Image by kenne



for the gifts

of the earth,

the capital’s

abundant curves,

or the purple


of wisdom,


taught me

to be an American,

you lifted my eyes

to books,


the treasure

of the grain:

broad poet,

across the


of the plains,

you made me see

the high mountain

as my guardian.

Out of the subterranean


you collected


for me,

everything that grew,

you gathered the harvest

galloping through the alfalfa,

cut the poppies for me,

followed the rivers

to arrive in the kitchen

by afternoon.

— from Ode to Walt Whitman by Pablo Neruda

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