Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Cotton FieldsMadeline Yale Wynne
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Spread out to dry in wind and sun,
While in the harbor idly wait
The boats for schools of fish to run:
Along the slopes. The sun has browned
And curled their leaves; the rows stretch out
Enlaced with knots along the ground.
Soft flecks of white droop from the bolls.
Far off the groups of pickers loom
Like burdened, disembodied souls—
The fields and hover near the soil:
Gray gleaners in the weary rows,
Entangled in an endless toil.