Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Twenty-four HoursEvelyn Scott
From “Tropical Life”
White flower, Your petals float away; But I hardly hear them.
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A road all dust,
Smooth monotony;
And the night at the end,
A hill to be climbed,
Slowly, laboriously,
While the stars prick our hands
Like thistles.