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

Valley Song

Carl Sandburg

YOUR eyes and the valley are memories—

Your eyes fire and the valley a bowl.

It was here a moonrise crept over the timberline;

It was here we turned the coffee-cups upside down.

And your eyes and the moon swept the valley.

I will see you again in a million years.

I will see you again to-morrow.

I will never know your dark eyes again.

These are three ghosts I keep;

These are three sumach-red dogs I run with.

All of it wraps and knots to a riddle:

I have the moon, the timberline, and you.

All three are gone—and I keep all three.