Cicely Fox Smith

(1 February 1882 – 8 April 1954 / Lymm, Cheshire)

Prairie Sunset - Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

Where the Great Chief's sullen crest
Looks over the land,
The splendour floods from the west,
Ruddied and grand.

Like a vast Armada's wrecked
And ravaged pride,
Reeling over a flecked
And crimsoned tide.

Or a cachalot lashing the spray
In his wounded throe,
On a South sea far away
Where the whalers go.

Till the light is gone and the skies
Are cold and dree
As a blue gulf in the ice
Of a Polar sea.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010

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