| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Primaveral | | By Grace Hazard Conkling |
| | | YOU should have seen the griffin in the pine-tree | |
| With stars for eyes! | |
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| You are my own, | |
| Mine, though I never found you. | |
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| There was the hollow valley | 5 |
| With its river, | |
| There was the big magnolia | |
| Strung with moons … | |
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| I look for you … | |
| Love makes my feet unsteady. | 10 |
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| One day | |
| The perul in the garden was on fire with tanagers … | |
| I saw it burning. | |
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| I wonder where you were? | |
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| Yesterday the flower woman brought me violets … | 15 |
| Cape jasmine … dark roses … | |
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| When are you coming? | |
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| Today the yucca has finished building her tower of ivory … | |
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| It is late … | |
| What excuse will you offer? | 20 | | | |
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