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

Color of Water

Marjorie Meeker

From “Songs of Night”

YOU will be the color of water;

Your voice will be like the wind;

You will go where the dust goes;

None will know you have sinned.

None will know you are quiet,

Or fluent, or bound, or free;

None will care you are nothing;

You will be nothing to me.

Except a scarlet remembrance …

As if, in a dream of pride,

A poppy had flaunted her petals

One day to the sun, and died.