Swiss American Historical Society Review

Keywords
Poem, Poet, 41
Abstract
You would think by Autumn one would know
That blue cornflowers close at night,
That raccoons call to each other down at Blossom Creek, .
That dry corn stalks speak of winter to the moon.
In Spring,
l stole swiftly through the flowers· and the corn
To see her,
Whom I chased that summer through the cornfields,
Chased her down the rows that whispered in the night,.
Until I caught her and we fell in love.
Recommended Citation
Bieder, Robert E.
(2019)
"Postcards Of The Mind,"
Swiss American Historical Society Review: Vol. 55:
No.
3, Article 3.
Available at:
https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/sahs_review/vol55/iss3/3