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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Edges

Henry Bellamann

EDGES are more beautiful than anything—

Edges

Where the quiet deep shallows into loveliness,

Where the clouds feather to wavering silver,

And color kisses its brighter self.

Life is most whitely light

Where its low edge

Melts in the still pool of death,

As the sky-rim sinks

In a moon-filled sea.