Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The Broken TieAgnes Lee
From “Pictures of Women”
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And the snow threw
Its ermine softness at my window-pane!
Now I am there again,
In the old house as once on a winter night.
About the rooms I stray,
A stranger, yet at home forevermore.
A creak of the floor—
Why, here comes Rosalie,
Here’s Gordon tiptoeing to me,
Holding his candle high.
Children, children, I have come back—yes, I!
What other forms are they,
Bringing new garnishment to nook and hall?
I see them not at all,
As here I sit, a mother miles away,
And roam the rooms and roam the rooms till morn.