Edwin Ford Piper

(1871-1939 / United States)

In The Canyon

'This is her diary. Come with me to view
The canyon; think you see it as of old
When Martha lived, and hear the simple tale.

Down the steep, rough slope for a hundred yards,
The stiff, brown bunch-grass swishing round our knees,
Until the shelving bank abruptly falls
To the canyon floor divided by a ditch
O'ergrown with ironweeds, horsemint, currant bush.

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