THE LITTLE TOWN OF THE GRAPE VINES 



vines. These make excellent occasions 

 for quitting work and dancing, but the 

 Sixteenth is the holiday of the heart. On 

 Memorial Day the graves have garlands 

 and new pictures of the saints tacked to 

 the headboards. There is great virtue in 

 an Ave said in the Camp of the Saints. 

 I like that name which the Spanish speak- 

 ing people give to the garden of the dead, 

 Campo Santo, as if it might be some bed 

 of healing from which blind souls and 

 sinners rise up whole and praising God. 

 Sometimes the speech of simple folk hints 

 at truth the understanding does not reach. 

 I am persuaded only a complex soul can get 

 any good of a plain religion. Your earth- 

 born is a poet and a symbolist. We breed 

 in an environment of asphalt pavements 

 a body of people whose creeds are chiefly 

 restrictions against other people's way of 

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