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

Wholly Happy

Katherine Wisner McCluskey

From “Summer Phases”

THIS is the Sabbath Day.

I keep it my own way.

I do not need to go to church to pray.

Feeling and being me

Is good as good can be.

I claim my own identity.

I am as happy as a flower

Perfuming its one hour

With a sweet sense of power.

I am unfettered as a bee

That cleaves a tiny path, but free,

Choosing an orange-blossoming tree.

Making my honey as it does,

I feel as holy as saint ever was.

This is my perfume, prayer and buzz.