| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | The Dream | | By Lola Ridge |
| | | I HAVE a dream | |
| To fill the golden sheath | |
| of a remembered day. | |
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| Air | |
| Heavy and massed and blue | 5 |
| as the vapor of opium
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| Domes | |
| Fired in sulphurous mist
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| Sea | |
| Quiescent as a gray seal, | 10 |
| And the emerging sun | |
| Spurting up gold | |
| over Sydney smoke-pale, | |
| rising out of the bay. | |
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| But the day is an upturned cup, | 15 |
| And its sun a junk of red iron | |
| Guttering in sluggish-green water. | |
| Where shall I pour my dream? | | | | |
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