The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night,
Ya honk! he says, and sounds it down to me like
The pert suppose it
is meaningless has no
meaningless but I listen better, closer
it has its place and sign up there towards
clawed cat of the forest, the deer sharphoofed
moose of the north, the cat on the housesill, the prairie-dog
The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats,
The brood of the turkey-hen, and she with her
I see in them and myself the same old law.
The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred
They scorn the best I can do to relate them.
I am enamored of growing outdoors.
Of men that
drivers of horses live among cattle
or taste of the
ocean or soil.
Of builders [illegible] Of welders [several illegible
words] of the drivers of horses
.I can eat and sleep with them week in and week out.
nearest and commonest and cheapest
and [illegible] and easiest is Me,
Me going in for my chances,
Spending for vast returns,
Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first
will take me,
Not asking the sky to come down to
Scattering it freely forever.
The pure contralto sings in the organloft,
The carpenter dresses his plank,
.the tongue of his fore-plane
its wild ascending lisp,
The married and unmarried children ride home to their
The pilot seizes the king-pin . . . . he heaves down with a strong