Gilbert Keith Chesterton

(29 May 1874 – 14 June 1936 / London, England)

An Answer To Frances Cornford - Poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Why do you rush through the fields in trains,
Guessing so much and so much.
Why do you flash through the flowery meads,
Fat-head poet that nobody reads;
And why do you know such a frightful lot
About people in gloves and such?

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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