Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | Strange | By Josephine Pinckney |
| WE believed | |
That the tides of our being | |
Set to each other. | |
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But when we came to speak, | |
There was a distance between us | 5 |
More wide and strange | |
Than the silvery waste | |
Of the marsh under the moon. | |
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And your voice came | |
From that untrodden stillness | 10 |
Like the calling of some marsh creature | |
Disturbedseeking. | |
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And I, too, was dumbfrozen, | |
Like the flood-tide | |
And moon-silent marsh. | 15 | | |
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