Poetry
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Poetry of Vachel Lindsay
"The Moon's the North Wind's Cookie"
The
moon's the North Wind's cookie.
He bites it day by day,
until there's but a rim of scrap
that crumbles all away.
The South Wind is a baker.
He kneads clouds in his den.
And he bakes a crisp New Moon
that hungry North Wind eats again.
--Vachel Lindsay, 1879-1931
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