I Went Wishing for Inaudible Songs (verse)
Olsen, Charles Oluf
712 I Went Wishing for Inaudible Songs I went wishing for inaudible songs To lift me out of sorrow, And saw a plump bird picking Fat worms from a furrow. In the brown brush at the...
...From a cottage chimney white smoke rose And the sun fell Across homely, broad shoulders bowed To a bucket by the well...
...In the brown brush at the turnstile Stood a slim girl Bending a branch to watch the antics Of a squirrel...
...Charles Oluf Olsen...
...Sorrow, perceiving the peaceful surroundings, Took my pain And turned it into poignant joy over Spring come again...
Vol. 5 • May 1927 • No. 26
