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Across Kansas
William Stafford
William Stafford
My Family slept those level miles
but like a bell rung deep till dawn
I drove down an aisle of sound
nothing real but in the bell,
past the town where I was born.
but like a bell rung deep till dawn
I drove down an aisle of sound
nothing real but in the bell,
past the town where I was born.
Once you cross a land like that
you own your face more: what the light
struck told a self; every rock
denied the rest of the world.
We stopped at Sharon Springs and ate-
you own your face more: what the light
struck told a self; every rock
denied the rest of the world.
We stopped at Sharon Springs and ate-
My state still dark, my dream too long to tell.