If there should never be another dawn;
If gray skies held the world beneath a pall
And no more sunsets flared with colors drawn
From vats of fire beyond the sky’s blue wall,
The memories of such glories would remain
To haunt our hearts and sad remembering eyes
So long as wild flamingos fly again
And spread great wings of flame against the skies.

— Don Blanding (1941), Florida in Poetry 9781561640836

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Florida in Poetry: Flamingos

Long before John Smith set foot in Virginia, Spanish and French poets were writing about the landscape and inhabitants of Florida. This is the first comprehensive anthology of Florida poetry, from some of the earliest European encounters with the peninsula to the experiences of contemporary poets. It is a history of the imagination of Florida’s past, present, and future. This is a cross-section of voices enchanted by, complaining about, wondering at, bemused by, and disgusted with Florida’s environment and character—includes poems by Bartolome de Flores, Walt Whitman, Langston Hughes, Elizabeth Bishop, James Merrill, Edmund Skellings, May Swenson,… Learn More