| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | A Native | | By Laura Sherry |
| | From Ridge People THERE aint no poetry | |
| Like these middlin hills | |
| And a slow stream gurglin over stones. | |
| Them pines has lived four hundred years | |
| And asked nothin of no one. | 5 |
| Straight and tall and strong | |
| Nothin crooked about a pine. | |
| Religion, I call it, | |
| Pointing to the sky | |
| And slinging incense free. | 10 |
| Did you ever hear | |
| A cedar valley moan a dirge | |
| Or sing an anthem? | | | | |
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