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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
 
Grey Crust
By Laurence Vail
 
I AM weary, unto desire of death,
Of the thought fretting in my body,
Of the body wrapped round my thought.
 
They go—
The curious panting creatures I would be—        5
Along the grey crust of the street.
 
I would be fused into her—
Girl going whither I know not!
I would have her shrill eager breasts—
Gusts of storm driving the sail of her blouse;        10
Her round polished knees, rising, moving like pendulums—
Engines urging the sail of her skirt;
Her sharp bird-like head cleaving the sail of the wind.
I would have the curious blood of her,
I would have her dream.        15
 
I would be fused into him—
Child carried in the arms of a mother,
Child carried whither he knows not!—
I would have the gurgling mirth
Emanating from gay-colored baubles;        20
The shiver, the sweat and the nightmare
Emanating from dark wrangling shadows:
I would have his untinted history,
And the hunger
To seize the whole world by the mouth.        25
 
I would be fused into anyone going new ways.
 
 
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