| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | The Old Man | | By Scharmel Iris |
| | | I AM old now, | |
| I am very old. | |
| The sleep has come upon me | |
| And my words. Today | |
| Have I given all away. | 5 |
| Nor will I join in the talk | |
| Of the old men in the park, | |
| Tapping their canes around the well. | |
| I have forgotten many things | |
| For I am old, | 10 |
| Being cloaked in twilight. | |
| I will stuff my pipe with stars | |
| And go to sleep. | | | | |
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