| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Valley Song | | By Carl Sandburg |
| | From “Redhaw Winds”
YOUR eyes and the valley are memories— | |
| Your eyes fire and the valley a bowl. | |
| It was here a moonrise crept over the timberline; | |
| It was here we turned the coffee-cups upside down. | |
| And your eyes and the moon swept the valley. | 5 |
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| I will see you again in a million years. | |
| I will see you again to-morrow. | |
| I will never know your dark eyes again. | |
| These are three ghosts I keep; | |
| These are three sumach-red dogs I run with. | 10 |
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| All of it wraps and knots to a riddle: | |
| I have the moon, the timberline, and you. | |
| All three are gone—and I keep all three. | | | | |
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