Anthology of Massachusetts Poets

<h2><SPAN name="chap61"></SPAN>DRAGON</h2> <p class="poem"> Some saw a dragon eating up the light,<br/> Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho!<br/> Some heard a lost bird riding out the night,<br/> Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho!<br/> <br/> But I saw:<br/> A low dark hill with its twisted back<br/> Two wings of flame from the green cloud rack,<br/> A sprawling flank overlaid with leaf<br/> Glitter and gleam and shine like steel,<br/> Crackle and lash like a serpent&rsquo;s tail!<br/> <br/> And I heard:<br/> The wind draw out of the west and wail,<br/> Dance and stagger and jig and reel!<br/> With the long low sound of a life in grief!<br/> <br/> I saw a life in grief<br/> Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho<br/> Dance and stagger and jig and reel!<br/> Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho!<br/></p> <p class="left"> JEANNETTE MARKS<br/> &ldquo;THE BOOKMAN.&rdquo;</p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />