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

Sea

Robert J. Roe

From “A Sailor’s Note-book”

I
SEA is dumb fellow,

Which don’t know what he wants

Un is not happy.

II
Sea is wie bucket full with gold-dust,

Un ship is little piece of dirt

What Somebody would snap out pretty soon

With His finger.

III
Sea is still

Wie God was asleep.

Sometimes he breathes very slow.