The Grass on the Mountain
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The Grass on the Mountain Author(s): Mary Austin Source: Poetry, Vol. 15, No. 4 (Jan., 1920), pp. 182-183 Published by: Poetry Foundation Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20572418 . Accessed: 14/05/2014 13:02 Your use of the JSTOR archive indicates your acceptance of the Terms & Conditions of Use, available at . http://www.jstor.org/page/info/about/policies/terms.jsp . JSTOR is a not-for-profit service that helps scholars, researchers, and students discover, use, and build upon a wide range of content in a trusted digital archive. We use information technology and tools to increase productivity and facilitate new forms of scholarship. For more information about JSTOR, please contact [email protected]. . Poetry Foundation is collaborating with JSTOR to digitize, preserve and extend access to Poetry. http://www.jstor.org This content downloaded from 195.78.108.114 on Wed, 14 May 2014 13:02:24 PM All use subject to JSTOR Terms and Conditions
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The Grass on the MountainAuthor(s): Mary AustinSource: Poetry, Vol. 15, No. 4 (Jan., 1920), pp. 182-183Published by: Poetry FoundationStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20572418 .
Accessed: 14/05/2014 13:02
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POETRY: a Magazine of Verse
For the place where there is no death: I heard singing, The sound of wailing for the dead.
West I went, On the world-encompassing water: Death's trail was before me.
People, 0 people, It must be that we shall leave this pleasant earth. Therefore let us make songs together, Let us make a twine of songs. With them we shall bind the Spirit Fast to the middle heaven There at least it shall roam no more. The white way of souls, There shall be our home.
THE GRASS ON THE MOUNTAIN
Oh, a long time The snow has possessed the mountains.
The deer have come down, and the big horn, They have followed the sun to the south To feed on the mesquite pods and the bunch grass. Loud are the thunder drums In the tents of the mountains.
Oh, a long time now
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Mary Austin
Have we eaten chia seeds And dried deer's flesh of the summer killing. We are wearied of our huts, And the smoky smell of our garments.
We are sick with desire of the sun And the grass on the mountain.
BLACK PRAYERS
There is a woman Has taken my man from me!
How was 1 to know, When I gave him my soul to drink In the moon of Corn-planting
When the leaves of the oak Are furred like a mouse's ear, When the moon curled like a prayer plume In the green streak over Tuyonyi?
When I poured my soul to his In the midst of my body's trembling, How was I to know
That the soul of a woman was no more to him Than sweet sap dripping From a bough wind-broken?
If I had known I could have kept my soul from him
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