Tree with a Bird in it — Oh! Bird! by Angela Morgan

Prince, let us leave this grove, pardie, A flapper is a fairer thing: Let us fare fast where such there be, And seek Spring Chickens in the Spring!

_Angela Morgan_ (Carefully lifting her Greek robe off the wet grass, and patting her fillet with one white glove, recites passionately.

) OH!

BIRD!

I heard a flaming noise that screamed-- "Man, panting, crushed, must be redeemed!

Man!

All the crowd of him!

Quiet or loud of him!

Men!

Raging souls of them!

Heaps of them, shoals of them!

Hurtling impassioned through fiery-tongued rapture!

Leaping for glories all avid to capture Bounteous aeons of star-beating bliss!"

I heard a voice cry, and I'm sure it said this: Though the cook said the noise was a tree and a bird ...

_But I heard!

Gods, I heard!

_ _Conrad Aiken_ (Creeping mysteriously out of the twilight, draped in a complex.

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