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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
We Have a Day
By Marion Strobel
From “Song Sketches”

WE have a day, we have a night
Which have been made for our delight!
Shall we run, and run, and run
Up the path of the rising sun?
Shall we roll down every hill,        5
Or lie still
Listening while the whispering leaves
Promise what no one believes?
(The hours poise, breathless for flight, and bright.)
Only a night, only a day—        10
We must not let them get away:
Don a foolish cap and bell,
For all is well and all is well!
Dance through woods a purple-blue!
Dance into        15
Lanes that are a hidden stem
Beneath the beauty over them.
(The hours lift their shadow-form, are warm.)
Why do you still stand mute and white?
The day is past, but there is night.        20
Turn your head, give me your lips—
The darkness slips! The darkness slips.
We could make it hushed and still.
If you will
We could hear, close to the ground        25
Life—the one authentic sound.
(The hours, as a startled faun, are gone.)

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