Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
AutumnFrancesca Rios
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Against a blue-gray sky.
In little groups of three and four
I see the restless pigeons fly.
Mingled with pungent scent of pine.
Kissed by the faintest glint of sun,
Amber and bronze the poplars shine.
I’ve seen him tramping in the rain,
Singing among the trees he loved
The songs I’ll never hear again!