Harriet Monroe

(23 December 1860 – 26 September 1936 / Chicago, Illinois)

Poems of Harriet Monroe

1. A Farewell 4/16/2010
2. A Garden In The Desert 4/16/2010
3. A Letter From Peking 4/16/2010
4. A Letter To One Far Away 4/16/2010
5. A Little Old Maid 4/16/2010
6. A Play Festival In Ogden Park 4/16/2010
7. A Portrait 4/16/2010
8. A Power-Plant 4/16/2010
9. A Story 4/16/2010
10. Ære Perennius 4/16/2010
11. After Sunset 4/16/2010
12. April -- North Carolina 1/4/2003
13. At The Grand Cañon 4/16/2010
14. At The Ship’s Rail 4/16/2010
15. At The Summit 4/16/2010
16. At Twilight 4/16/2010
17. Battle-Flags Of Illinois 4/16/2010
18. Dance Of The Seasons 4/16/2010
19. Deserted 4/16/2010
20. For A Child 4/16/2010

A Letter From Peking

October I5th, 1910.
My friend, dear friend, why should I hear your voice
Over the Babel of voices, suddenly
Calling as from the new world to the old?
Hush!—are you weary? would you follow me?
Would you make dark the house, and shut the door,
Summon steam-pacing trains, wave-racing ships,
To bear you past the high assembled nations—
Past the loud cries, the plucking hands of the age—

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