Wind is in the cane. Come along.
Cane leaves swaying, rusty with talk,
Scratching choruses above the guinea's squawk, Wind is in the cane. Come along.


Cane. Carma

Jean Toomer Quotes

Wind is in the cane. Come along. Cane leaves swaying, rusty with talk, Scratching choruses above the guinea's squawk, Wind is in the cane. Come along.

Wind is in the cane. Come along. Cane leaves swaying, rusty with talk, Scratching choruses above the guinea's squawk, Wind is in the cane. Come along.

Wind is in the cane. Come along. Cane leaves swaying, rusty with talk, Scratching choruses above the guinea's squawk, Wind is in the cane. Come along.

Wind is in the cane. Come along. Cane leaves swaying, rusty with talk, Scratching choruses above the guinea's squawk, Wind is in the cane. Come along.