Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
“I Wondered and Wondered”Hilda Conkling
From “Song Nets”
I
I saw a comrade of mine;
It was a wave smooth and blue
That tossed … fell away.
I wondered and wondered …
I saw a mountain white with old age:
I could not remember
How I came there.
I wondered and wondered …
Under a motherly sky
That knew my name and kind,
That rested my tired thoughts,
That said, “I have a rainbow for you, Hilda,
And a young moon, hidden.”