Poems, 1914-1919

<h3><SPAN name="RUSSIA" id="RUSSIA"></SPAN>RUSSIA</h3> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="smcap">What</span> can the secret link between us be?<br/></span> <span class="i0">Why does your song’s unresting ebb and flow<br/></span> <span class="i0">Speak to me in a language that I know?<br/></span> <span class="i0">Why does the burden of your mystery<br/></span> <span class="i0">Come like the message of a friend to me?<br/></span> <span class="i0">Why do I love your vasts of corn or snow,<br/></span> <span class="i0">The tears and laughter of your sleepless woe,<br/></span> <span class="i0">The murmur of your brown immensity?<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">I cannot say, I only know that when<br/></span> <span class="i0">I hear your soldiers singing in the street,<br/></span> <span class="i0">I know it is with you that I would dwell;<br/></span> <span class="i0">And when I see your peasants reaping wheat,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Your children playing on the road, your men<br/></span> <span class="i0">At prayer before a shrine, I wish them well.<br/></span></div> </div></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_035" id="page_035"></SPAN>{35}</span></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />