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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Noontime

Frederick R. McCreary

From “Hillside Poems”

NOONTIME and locusts,

Locusts goading the heat

Quivering over the hay-fields;

Yet the men arise from half-eaten dinners

And hood canvas over the stacks—

The full tawny breasts of the hayfields—

For the first dark finger of lust

Is pointing over a steeple

Far in the distance.