| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962). Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920. 1920. |
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| The Gate |
| | | Elizabeth J. Coatsworth |
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| THE DUST is thick along the road; | |
| The fields are scorching in the sun; | |
| My wife has ever a bitter word | |
| To greet me when the day is done. | |
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| The neighbors rest beside the gate | 5 |
| But half their words are high and shrill. | |
| My son is over-young to help; | |
| The fields are very hard to till. | |
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| But in the dusk I raise my eyes— | |
| The poet’s words come back to me: | 10 |
| “In the moon there is a white jade gate | |
Shadowed cool by a cassia tree.”
Poetry, A Magazine of Verse | |
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