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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Louise Driscoll
THERE’S the crystal shiver of an icicle
  Falling from a bank where the runnels are deep
That the last snow cut in the red-brown bank
  Where the melting frost-rills creep.
The pine tree branches are bending low        5
  With a wet, white weight; and a woodpecker drums
On a locust tree that will blossom white
  When the call for honey comes.
The elm tree is gray with a purple shade,
  And the sky seems to hang too low;        10
But I’ve seen a light that the willows made,
  Yellow against the snow.
The edge of the wind is dull and wet;
  The thin ice over the stream looks black;
And I know that power to power is set,        15
  And winter is turning back.

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