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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
Snow Morning
By Hilda Conkling
From “Song Nets”

        Song nets,
I weave you with all my love.
You glitter like pearls and rubies,
In you I catch songs like butterflies.
You go past my reaching hand
With a thin gauzy floating,
And the songs are caught
Before they fade away.
Last night
My hand caught a song
Of pines and quiet rivers:
I shall keep it forever.

MORNING is a picture again,
With snow-puffed branches
Out of the wind;
With the sky caught like a blue feather
In the butternut tree.        5
I cannot see the world behind the snow;
But when I look into my mind,
There, with all its people and colors,
The world sits smiling
Quite warm and cosy.        10

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