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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Loureine Aber
From “City Lanes”

O MY country,
I am crying to you piteously as a hungry bird,
I am crying to you for your beautiful ports
And harbors,
For the slow beauty of your Statue and its silent hope.        5
O my country, I would slink into the crevices of your egoism,
And squat on the doormat of your excellences.
But what shall I do when mad spring comes,
And blossoms come,
And wild sap comes—        10
But my lover comes not?
O my country, I might be a thin thread in your flag,
Or the little wind blowing your ships to sea;
But what shall I do when the spring comes in,
And flowers shoot up in me?        15

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