| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | To a Poet | | By Marjorie Allen Seiffert |
| | | STRANGELY you say | |
| The uttermost life has for you | |
| In your own day | |
| Blossoms and diesthere can ensue | |
| No further power, | 5 |
| Longing, achievement, or unrest, | |
| Beyond the hour | |
| Earth takes your body to her breast. | |
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| So you devise | |
| A diamond immortality, | 10 |
| And crystallize | |
| Your soul in metric jewellery. | |
| Well, let it shine, | |
| Quaint relic of a past which lingers. | |
| Children of mine | 15 |
| May touch it with warm, living fingers! | | | | |
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