| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Typhoon | | By Robert J. Roe |
| | From A Sailor's Note-book I HAVE heard many men in many tongues | |
| Hollering for something they wantit. | |
| Un I have heard the typhoon | |
| Quarrelling with his brother the sea | |
| On the lee beaches. | 5 |
| This is mine island, says Typhoon. | |
| Is mine, says the sea. | |
| I bring birds what makes trees. | |
| I pile sand for to make beaches. | |
| Is mine what for I love it. | 10 |
| Is mine what for I marry it. | |
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| Typhoon takeit island by trees. | |
| Sea grab at the beaches. | |
| Un when they is through | |
| Palms piled like jack-straws, | 15 |
| Beaches pulled to pieces. | | | | |
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