| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Oh That Love Has Come at All! | | By Mark Turbyfill |
| | From Wind-flowers I AM he who expects too much. | |
| The high keen edge | |
| Of dreams is not sharp | |
| Enough; and the rose | |
| Is not enough red. | 5 |
| I am tired with emptiness, | |
| For love has not come swift enough. | |
| But do thou weave, O heart, | |
| A slender song: | |
| Touched | 10 |
| That love has come at all! | | | | |
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