| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Suffering | | By Maxwell Bodenheim |
| | From “Sketches in Color”
THE MORNING lowers its fire-veined back | |
| And quivers beneath the edged feet of winds: | |
| So do you stoop to your agony. | |
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| The air brushes up the fibrous souls | |
| Of flowers, and sprinkles them between | 5 |
| The flickering-sleeved arms of lime trees: | |
| So does your sorrow whirl you apart. | |
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| The brocade-robed night staggers against the wall of the sky, | |
| And fiercely sinks its woe-turbaned head: | |
| So does your grief lean upon me. | 10 | | | |
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