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A Matter of Locality

If I lived in sight of the lake
I should make
A poem most exquisite, tender
Of its bosom at sunlight, its bosom in cloud
Of the gold of its eventide splendor.
If I lived in sound of the lake,
I should break
The heads of the fishermen yelling;
With a whack for the lies they are dying to tell
And some more for the ones they are telling.

No date, Paul Laurence Dunbar Collection, series 4, box 10, OHS. Quoted by permission.