| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | The Pilaster | | By Elizabeth Madox Roberts |
| | From “Under the Tree”
THE CHURCH has pieces jutting out | |
| Where corners of the walls begin. | |
| I have one for my little house, | |
| And I can feel myself go in. | |
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| I feel myself go in the bricks, | 5 |
| And I can see myself in there. | |
| I’m always waiting all alone, | |
| I’m sitting on a little chair. | |
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| And I am sitting very still, | |
| And I am waiting on and on | 10 |
| For something that is never there, | |
| For something that is gone. | | | | |
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