A crimson fire that vanquishes the stars;A.... : Quote by Willa Cather

“ A crimson fire that vanquishes the stars;A pungent odor from the dusty sage;A sudden stirring of the huddled herds;A breaking of the distant table-landsThrough purple mists ascending, and the flareOf water ditches silver in the light;A swift, bright lance hurled low across the world;A sudden sickness for the hills of home. ”

Willa Cather
  • From : April Twilights: and Other Poems
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