I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't it another name, lark, or thrush, or the like?" "No. Jus' Rachel-Jane."
I. IN WHICH A RACING AUTO COMES FROM THE EAST
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A poem that makes the reader feel the winds, hear the cars, see the landscape and know the spirit of the prairies.It has been a wonderful experience reading this poem. A full 10 for this poem.
have you ever heard vachel