| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Seeking Love | | By Benjamin Rosenbaum |
| | From “Songs of Youth”
HE said he knew nothing of love; | |
| And asked the flower to tell him | |
| What it meant. | |
| The flower turned its face upward, | |
| And sunbeams came to kiss it | 5 |
| While it held the bee in its embrace. | |
| He shook his head—“I do not understand.” | |
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| He called upon the bird for love; | |
| And the bird began to sing so sweetly, | |
| That one could but listen. | 10 |
| A mate was soon returning the serenade; | |
| And then, they met and were off together. | |
| His face was perplexed. | |
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| The snow, he thought, might know | |
| What love truly was; | 15 |
| But his fleecy friends were seeking peace | |
| On earth’s warm breast. | |
| He moved slowly on. | |
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| I tried to tell him what he sought: | |
| Two parts of a soul, that were cut | 20 |
| By the shears of God, | |
| Unite—this is called love. | |
| He was solemn. | |
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| One night he passed away, | |
| And I saw him in a dream. | 25 |
| “I am in love with Death,” | |
| He said. | |
| I did not understand. | | | | |
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