Harriet Monroe
Harriet Monroe (* 1860 in Chicago; † 1936) war eine US-amerikanische Dichterin und Literaturkritikerin.
Poems (14)
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From the "Commemoration Ode"
Washington / when dreaming kings, at odds with swift paced time, … -
In the Beginning
When sunshine met the wave, / Then love was born; … -
Love Song
I love my life, but not too well / To give it to thee like a flower, … -
Mountain Song
I have not where to lay my head: / Upon my breast no child shall lie; … -
On the Porch
As i lie roofed in, screened in, / From the pattering rain, … -
Pain
She heard the children playing in the sun, / And through her window saw the white-stemmed trees … -
The Fortunate One
Beside her ashen hearth she sate her down, / Whence he she loved had fled,— … -
The Hotel
The long resounding marble corridors, the shining parlors with. shining women in them. / The French room, with its gilt and garlands under plump little tumbling painted Loves. … -
The Inner Silence
Noises that strive to tear / Earth’s mantle soft of air … -
The Night-Blooming Cereus
flower of the moon! / Still white is her brow whom we worshiped on earth long ago; … -
The Pine at Timber-Line
What has bent you, / Warped and twisted you, … -
The Turbine
Look at her—there she sits upon her throne / As ladylike and quiet as a nun! … -
The Water Ouzel
Little brown surf-bather of the mountains! / Spirit of foam, lover of cataracts, shaking your wings in falling waters! … -
The Wonder of It
How wild, how witch-like weird that life should be! / That the insensate rock dared dream of me, …