| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Strange | | By Josephine Pinckney |
| | | WE believed | |
| That the tides of our being | |
| Set to each other. | |
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| But when we came to speak, | |
| There was a distance between us | 5 |
| More wide and strange | |
| Than the silvery waste | |
| Of the marsh under the moon. | |
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| And your voice came | |
| From that untrodden stillness | 10 |
| Like the calling of some marsh creature | |
| Disturbedseeking. | |
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| And I, too, was dumbfrozen, | |
| Like the flood-tide | |
| And moon-silent marsh. | 15 | | | |
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