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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
Morning and Night
By Eda Lou Walton
From “Hill Songs”

WHEN through the curtain’s flutter the sun slips in,
Streaks yellow on the floor and flecks the face of you,
I awake to think of dusting off the red-plush chairs
And of drying steaming dishes a long white hour through.
I shall sweep light leaves from the wide, strong-pillared porch;        5
Brush out the feathered dirt with my stiff new broom.
I shall press vine-tendril patterns from wet linen, I shall ruffle
The fresh, starched hangings for the sunny sitting-room.
All these rushing hurried moments of the morning through
I do not love you, there is too much to do!        10
But when the poplar’s shadow by the lake grows tall,
And the fire gleams gold on the tea-cup by your plate,
Then the whole room listens with the wonder of it all,
With a still impatience for your whistle at the gate.

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