Country Poem Poem by Chester Maynes

The nature of poetry
The smells of evergreen
These words I write
This country poem

Those summer’s daffodils
Those nightingales’ lullabies
I smell the alpine woods
I watch the vagabonds

There are canyons and valleys
There are honeybees and cucumbers
I taste the words from my hands
The words of this country poem

Our myriad worships to God
They are endless, unnumbered
Our treasures are written
On this sheet of a country poem


(written on July 10 2011 Singapore)