| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Rainy Days | | By Shirley Harvey |
| | | GRAY hills, gray clouds, gray faces at the pane, | |
| Gray hearts that long for sunshine and blue skies, | |
| The ceaseless rattle of the wind-born rain | |
| Against bleak pavements! All the roadway lies | |
| Sodden and glimmering with slow spreading streams | 5 |
| Storm-beaten into dullness and pale gray. | |
| The hurrying footfall as it passes seems | |
| Half deadened by the falling rain. Away | |
| In the drab distance looms the murmuring town, | |
| Cloaked in vague outline, misty and half seen; | 10 |
| Its own lights hanging over it like a crown, | |
| Pale in the waning afternoon. How keen | |
| The wind that moans away its chilling flight! | |
| Gray days, gray hearts—gray hurrying down of night! | | | | |
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