| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Flash | | By Hazel Hall |
| | From “Repetitions”
I AM less of myself and more of the sun; | |
| The beat of life is wearing me | |
| To an incomplete oblivion, | |
| Yet not to the certain dignity | |
| Of death. (They cannot even die | 5 |
Who have not lived.)
The hungry jaws | |
| Of space snap at my unlearned eye, | |
| And time tears in my flesh like claws. | |
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| If I am not life’s, if I am not death’s, | |
| Out of chaos I must re-reap | 10 |
| The burden of untasted breaths. | |
| (Who has not waked may not yet sleep.) | | | | |
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