William H. Simpson. Los Llanos. Harriet Monroe, ed. Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912-22

Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22.

Los Llanos

By William H. Simpson


From “Along Old Trails” AGAIN, O plains,
I go your windswept ways,
With Indian, trapper, trader, pioneer—
Gray shadows all
On gray grass.	5

I am companioned—
Miracle most strange—
By youth
And its high dreams.

West, with the sun,	10
From rim to rim;
And then,
Beyond ken,
Tired miles of trails
On sod fresh trod.	15

So new
The billows of your grass—
So new
Your breezes, born each morn.

But old—so old—	20
The ghosts that pass.