The Load Of The Sugar Cane

Wallace Stevens

The going of the glade boat
Is like water flowing;

Like water flowing
Through the green saw gr,
Under the rainbows;

Under the rainbows
That are like birds,
Turning, bedizened,

While the wind still whistles
As kildeer do,

When they rise
At the red turban
Of the boatman.

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