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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
The Black Land
By Joseph Warren Beach
From “On the Land”

  I WILL plough the land,
Turning up the black soil.
I will ride upon this heaving surface
As a boat rides upon the water.
Even as a boat        5
Cleaving the water with an eager keel,
I have run a furrow
Straight across the ridges.
  I will sow down this field,
Scattering gems.        10
With both hands will I scatter
Quivering emeralds out of a bottomless pouch.
  As I tread the loam
My feet sink deep.
The black earth embraces my ankles        15
And clings to my bent knees.
  I sing as I go
Scattering emeralds.
The wind sings upon my lips,
And pearls stream off my neck and forehead.        20
I am bathed in a sweat of pearls.
  Eyes straight forward
Rest on a brightening ultimate slope.

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