| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | When Moonlight Falls | | By Hilda Conkling |
| | From Song Nets WHEN moonlight falls on the water, | |
| It is like fingers touching the chords of a harp | |
| On a misty day. | |
| When moonlight strikes the water | |
| I cannot get it into my poem | 5 |
| I only hear the tinkle of ripplings of light. | |
| When I see the waters fingers and the moons rays | |
| Intertwined, | |
| I think of all the words I love to hear | |
| And try to find words white enough | 10 |
| For such shining. | | | | |
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