Verse > Anthologies > Harriet Monroe, ed. > Poetry: A Magazine of Verse, 1912–22
Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Marion Strobel
From “Perennials”

HANDS on the keys I saw—only hands;
And yet her whole life passed before me there,
Passed as she played the lilting, joyous waltz.
Hands—hypocrites—that belied the happy notes they struck;
Tapering fingers of nerves, weighted with glittering ware;        5
Tired hands, where veins throbbed in the hope they might keep still;
Beautiful, yet too white, wavering wearily on,
Playing the song of life when the dirge of death had begun.

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2015 · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors · World Lit.