Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
By a WindowMarjorie Meeker
From “Songs of Night”
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Are alone in the night—
What are they at
By the dead moon’s light?
Hush! How the wings of the black bat whir!
(Oh hush, for the sleepers moan and stir!)
Like a monk in a cowl …
What do they seek,
The bat and the owl?
What danger brews in the night, what sin?
(But hush, for the sleepers dream within.)