| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Return to the Front | | By Robert Redfield, Jr. |
| | From “War Sketches”
Sleek cats in sunny doorways … | |
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| He held the picture in his weary brain | |
| That he might ease his misery and pain, | |
| Forget the swaying lorry and the rain. | |
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| The dark was kind at any rate, and yet | 5 |
| It pressed against his eyes. His feet were wet. | |
| He wished that he could light a cigarette. | |
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| Sleek cats in sunny doorways … | |
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| He moved; the water ran along his skin; | |
| He wiped the drops that gathered on his chin. | 10 |
| The road grew rougher and more rain leaked in. | | | | |
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