Jack London's Unpublished Poetry: MY CONFESSION

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MY CONFESSION

By Jack London (May 1897)

I love to feel the wind's great power

On my silken sails on high;

As I upon my ivied, tower

My Dragon Kite do fly.

Each gusty breeze that stirs the trees

Strikes on my silken kite

Sending melodies like these

Down from the living light.

The silken string (a dainty thing,

And white and "bright and neat),

I fasten to a phonograph

And make the breezes speak.

That's how I write my stories,

The wind upon the string

Makes clear the sun-sky glories

And tells me everything.

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