| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | An Awakening | | By Wilton Agnew Barrett |
| | | SLEEPY head, sleepy head! | |
| I believe the drowsy roses | |
| We have trampled so many nights | |
| Have got into your brain. | |
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| Do you pretend to sleep still | 5 |
| Under the thinning scarf of kisses, | |
| And dream there is dawn and song and blossom | |
| For the awakening | |
| Of old lovers? | |
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| Let me tell you, | 10 |
| A formal sheet covers us now | |
| And it is time of day we changed it | |
| For our proper working-clothes. | |
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| Lie quietlisten! | |
| All night I have been hearing it. | 15 |
| There is a gate knocking, | |
| A gate that taps against the latch. | |
| A little wind has lifted in the garden, | |
| Blowing the roses. | |
| The gate keeps tapping. | 20 |
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| Here is new enchantment | |
| What does it say? | |
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| It is begun. | |
| In the dark, in the dark. | |
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| There is a light lit on the desert. | 25 |
| There is a stir in the tent. | |
| Goods are packed for the journey. | |
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| In the dark, the dark, | |
| A caravan is moving. | |
| The sand is broken | 30 |
| A man is starting for birth. | | | | |
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