| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Mail on the Ranch | | By Evelyn Scott |
| | From “Tropical Life”
THE OLD black man on the mule | |
| Opens the worn saddle-bags, | |
| And takes out the papers. | |
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| From the outer world | |
| The thoughts come stabbing, | 5 |
| To taunt, baffle, and stir me to revolt. | |
| I beat against the sky, | |
| Against the winds of the mountain; | |
| But my cries, grown thin in all this space, | |
| Are diluted with emptiness…. | 10 |
| Like the air, | |
| Thin and wide, | |
| Touching everything, | |
| Touching nothing. | | | | |
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