ANECDOTE OF THE
JAR
I placed a jar inTennessee,
And round it was, upon
a hill.
It made the slovenly
wilderness
Surround that hill.
The wilderness rose up
to it,
And sprawled around,
no longer wild.
The jar was round upon
the ground
And tall and of a port
in air.
It took dominion everywhere.
The jar was grey and
bare.
It did not give of bird
or bush,
Like nothing else in
Tennessee.
(from Harmonium,
1923) |