Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, OLD CAHOKIA COURTHOUSE, by MARTHA F. SIMMONDS



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OLD CAHOKIA COURTHOUSE, by                    
First Line: I know not what french fingers, eager, quick
Last Line: And nothing stirs -- life with these logs is done!
Subject(s): Courthouses


I know not what French fingers, eager, quick,
Once grasped the axe that squared these walnut logs,
Nor what gray squirrel, with saucy scolding flick
Went flying through the woods before what dogs!
But now this courthouse, rebuilt as of old,
Stands solitary in a city park,
Its days of solemn law-giving all told,
Its walls unfurnished, and its windows dark.

French, and British, and our countrymen,
Once held their stately courts within this hall;
It was not half-forgotten, alien then,
Nor marked with idle names upon each wall.
The empty shell now drowses in the sun,
And nothing stirs -- life with these logs is done!





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