PALESTINE
By Lola Ridge
Old plant of Asia —
Mutilated vine
Holding earth's leaping sap
In every stem and shoot
That lopped off, sprouts again —
Why should you seek a plateau walled about,
Whose garden is the world?
By Lola Ridge
Old plant of Asia —
Mutilated vine
Holding earth's leaping sap
In every stem and shoot
That lopped off, sprouts again —
Why should you seek a plateau walled about,
Whose garden is the world?