| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Spring—New Mexico | | By Rose Henderson |
| | | SPRING crept over the purple hills, | |
| Over the yellow, sun-baked sands. | |
| No wild music of April rills, | |
| But her hands, | |
| Slim and wanton and softly white, | 5 |
| Waved in the windy, cloudless night. | |
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| Spring danced over the cactus plains, | |
| Vaguely tender in timid green, | |
| Veiled in the sudden, fleeting rain’s | |
| Silver sheen. | 10 |
| No mad riot of buds, and yet | |
| Wild red poppies and mignonette, | |
| Flung from her floating garland gown, | |
| Fluttered down. | |
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| Spring fled out of the panting South— | 15 |
| Drooping eyelids and burning mouth, | |
| Blown gold hair and a robe of mist, | |
| Desert-kissed. | | | | |
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