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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532694" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kalamazoo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once, in the city of Kalamazoo, <br>The gods went walking, two and two, <br>With the friendly phoenix, the stars of Orion, <br>The speaking pony and singing lion. <br>For in Kalamazoo in a cottage apart <br>Lived the girl with the innocent heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thenceforth the city of Kalamazoo <br>Was the envied, intimate chum of the sun. <br>He rose from a cave by the principal street. <br>The lions sang, the dawn?horns blew, <br>And the ponies danced on silver feet. <br>He hurled his clouds of love around; <br>Deathless colors of his old heart <br>Draped the houses and dyed the ground. <br>O shrine of the wide young Yankee land, <br>Incense city of Kalamazoo, <br>That held, in the midnight, the priceless sun <br>As a jeweller holds an opal in hand! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the awkward city of Oshkosh came <br>Love the bully no whip shall tame, <br>Bringing his gang of sinners bold. <br>And I was the least of his Oshkosh men; <br>But none were reticent, none were old. <br>And we joined the singing phoenix then, <br>And shook the lilies of Kalamazoo <br>All for one hidden butterfly. <br>Bulls of glory, in cars of war <br>We charged the boulevards, proud to die <br>For her ribbon sailing there on high. <br>Our blood set gutters all aflame, <br>Where the sun slept without any heat— <br>Cold rock till he must rise again. <br>She made great poets of wolf-eyed men— <br>The dear queen-bee of Kalamazoo, <br>With her crystal wings, and her honey heart. <br>We fought for her favors a year and a day <br>(Oh, the bones of the dead, the Oshkosh dead, <br>That were scattered along her pathway red!) <br>And then, in her harum?scarum way, <br>She left with a passing traveller-man— <br>With a singing Irishman <br>Went to Japan. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do the lean hyenas glare <br>'Where the glory of Artemis had begun— <br>Of Atalanta, Joan of Arc, <br>Cinderella, Becky Thatcher, <br>And Orphant Annie, all in one? <br>Who burned this city of Kalamazoo <br>Till nothing was left but a ribbon or two— <br>One scorched phoenix that mourned in the dew, <br>Acres of ashes, a junk-man's cart, <br>A torn-up letter, a dancing shoe, <br>And the bones of the dead, the dead) ? <br>Who burned this city of Kalamazoo— <br>Love-town, Troy-town Kalamazoo? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A harum-scarum innocent heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a><div class=q>
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The gods went walking, two and two, 
With the friendly phoenix, the stars of Orion, 
The speaking pony and singing lion. 
For in Kalamazoo in a cottage apart 
Lived the girl with the innocent heart. 

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