| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | O Changing One | | By William A. Norris |
| | | SOMETIMES, O changing one, | |
| Your feet are like white foam | |
| Riding the long blue rhythms of my thought— | |
| Like foam on a subsiding lake | |
| In the hour next before sunset. | 5 |
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| And sometimes your feet are leaves | |
| Red from the first frost, | |
| Whirling into the corners of my mind, | |
| Whirling into the sunlight again; | |
| Dancing, chaotic, | 10 |
| Gay in their brief autumn. | |
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| But sometimes | |
| Your feet are like black velvet, | |
| And you move without sound within the shadows; | |
| You circle the firelight of my thought. | 15 |
| And I, by the red fire that fights the shadows, | |
| Wonder what prey you seek— | |
| I, not wholly at ease. | | | | |
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