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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Moonset

Carl Sandburg

From “My People”

LEAVES of poplars pick Japanese prints against the west.

Moon sand on the canal doubles the changing pictures.

The moon’s good-bye ends pictures.

The west is empty. All else is empty. No moon-talk at all now.

Only dark listening to dark.