Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
In Their ImageMuriel Stuart
I
I am a fancy of the rain,
A memory of the high moon’s glories,
The hint the sunset had of pain.
Hawthorn and I, I and the grass;
With sister shade and phantom brother
Across their sleep I glide and pass.
Mingles with trees and ferns and stones;
Thunder and stars my lips are freeing,
And there is sea-rack in my bones.
But I go hence with flowers and weeds;
I am no more to those who make me
Than other drifting fruit and seeds.
Sea, earth and sunset, stars and streams—
My tears, my passing do not grieve them …
Other dreams have they, other dreams.