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

On Our Farm

Laura Sherry

From “A Town on the River”

INDIAN BRUCE and Big Charlie and Bohemian John have gone,

And boys with white tender hands and weak backs

Are cleaning the cow-sheds and tossing the hay.

I wonder—over there—

If Big Charlie still wears a sprig of green in his hat,

If Bohemian John’s pipe has been shot away,

And if Indian Bruce sings his weird lullabies

Coming home in the twilight.