| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | The Crying Cranes | | By Maurice Lesemann |
| | From “Brushwood”
WOUNDED black eyes in a white, dead-lily face, | |
| And black hair streaming like a river at night, | |
| She stands in the rain at the high desolate place, | |
| Watching till the gray ship shall pass from sight. | |
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| Below, the wet black rocks, the Crying Cranes, | 5 |
| Scream with white water, the reef sputters and booms; | |
| And above her black hair the gray sky heavy with rains | |
| Cracks white and thunders to the dark sea that looms | |
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| Before that still face. She raises to wild skies | |
| Black torrents of hair. The salt wind whips her shawl, | 10 |
| Bruised the scared grass. She watches with still eyes | |
| The glittering spume-showers burst white and fall. | |
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| Burst and cry and fall: there is no end to the crying, | |
| Lonely and gray as a bitter wave long tossed. | |
| Under the torn edge of night the mist is flying | 15 |
| And folding down till the gray ship is lost. | | | | |
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