Poem: ‘People in Kansas, 1910’
Christopher Middleton, 5 June 1980
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Now they stand quite still on level doorsteps, Outside the Drug Store and the Post Office.
A white sky, two buildings underneath it, Outside the buildings half a dozen people.
Across the dust like dice the buildings rolled, Stopped under the white sky.
Soon the people prised them open, clambered out. Here at last. Here, they said, is Dorrance.
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Stiff, like effigies, almost, Made of...