1 A man flips away his cigarette. A woman snaps shut her purse. A chauffeur, black-gloved, turns the key in the ignition. 2 Thus begetting understanding, but beclouding his own music -- hosannas and drums; brass in a last miraculous scram. 3 And Spring rolls in as usual -- scut, a grey fuming, roiling and skirling over the brown hills, bare-branched woods. Copyright © Robert Dana. http://www.unl.edu/schooner/psmain.htm @3Prairie Schooner@1 is a literary quarterly published since 1927 which publishes original stories, poetry, essays, and reviews. Regularly cited in the prize journals, the magazine is considered one of the most prestigious of the campus-based literary journals. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLIGHT OF LOVE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY COCK-CROW by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS FATHER, THY WILL BE DONE by SARAH FLOWER ADAMS THE SOLITUDE OF SPACE by FLORA CECILE ALLISON THE TOWN OF DON'T-YOU-WORRY by I. J. BARTLETT THE LAST MAN: METAPHOR OF RAIN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THEN AND NOW by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |