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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Baker Brownell
From “In Barracks”

AMERICA in shuffling crowds
Pelted high-voiced goodbyes
Upon the ragged troop train.
Muddled sound of partings,
An accent here and there acute,        5
Popping, sudsy soap-sprays,
A girl’s bright dress, a frantic flag.
America, shuffling, clattering
To her high moment—
A swelter of faint calls,        10
Upraised civilian arms, and then
Curdy floculations of vague color—
Drifted about the boarded station-house,
Upholding it like an ark,
Ever more in the distance.        15
L Company drifted crankily down the track,
Entrained in hasty coupled cars
For mobilization,
And left there, behind, Democracy,
Slack Democracy on the station boards;        20
Left America clattering into emotion
And shuffling heterogeneously home.
“Emotional—not spiritual,” one said,
Who, with Company L, saw
A new America somewhere,        25
Waiting, unknowing the future.

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