Mark Turbyfill. My Heart, Like Hyacinth. Harriet Monroe, ed. Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912-22

Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22.

My Heart, Like Hyacinth

By Mark Turbyfill


OH, Grief is not so near to tears
As I!

Hurting me more than chord-pain—
The thought of you,
Quiet, alone,	5
Lovely as a watered reed,
Resting in the straightness
Of your cool white bed.

For I, storm-shattered and sick,
Lie here flushed, hard-breathing.	10

Oh, Grief is not so near to tears
As I!