The Man with the Hoe, and Other Poems (Markham, Pyle, 1900)/In Poppy Fields

by Edwin Markham

 

In Poppy Fields

Here the poppy hosts assemble:
How they startle, how they tremble!
All their royal hoods unpinned
Blow out lightly in the wind.
Here is gold to labor for;
Here is pillage worth a war.

Men that in the cities grind,
Come! before the heart is blind.