Poem by Katharine Lee Bates

Pigeon Post

White wing, white wing,
Lily of the air,
What word dost bring,
On whose errand fare?

Red word, red word,
Snowy plumes abhor.
I, Christ's own bird,
Do the work of war.

1. The Least of These
2. Children of the War
3. A Mountain Storm
4. The Sunset, Woven of Soft Lights
5. America to England

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