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

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Robert Redfield, Jr.

From “War Sketches”

Sleek cats in sunny doorways

He held the picture in his weary brain

That he might ease his misery and pain,

Forget the swaying lorry and the rain.

The dark was kind at any rate, and yet

It pressed against his eyes. His feet were wet.

He wished that he could light a cigarette.

Sleek cats in sunny doorways

He moved; the water ran along his skin;

He wiped the drops that gathered on his chin.

The road grew rougher and more rain leaked in.