BOY heart of Johnny Jones -- aching to-day? Aching, and Buffalo Bill in town? Buffalo Bill and ponies, cowboys, Indians? Some of us know All about it, Johnny Jones. Buffalo Bill is a slanting look of the eyes, A slanting look under a hat on a horse. He sits on a horse and a passing look is fixed On Johnny Jones, you and me, barelegged, A slanting, passing, careless look under a hat on a horse. Go clickety-clack, O pony hoofs along the street. Come on and slant your eyes again, O Buffalo Bill. Give us again the ache of our boy hearts. Fill us again with the red love of prairies, dark nights, lonely wagons, and the crack-crack of rifles sputtering flashes into an ambush. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GRANDFATHER'S LOVE by SARA TEASDALE CARELESS CONTENT by JOHN BYROM THE PROTESTATION by THOMAS CAREW IN THE MILE END ROAD by AMY LEVY PORTRAIT BY A NEIGHBOR by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE SUMMER IS ENDED (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI HEART AND MIND by EDITH SITWELL |