Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Early Spring NightViola I. Paradise
From “Weather Whims”
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Smells of the brown earth
And the strong little seeds
Pushing up through the brown earth.
Impalpable,
Melancholy, exalted,
Blurring me.
Perhaps they are not thoughts,
Those impalpable things which stir my soul.
Perhaps they are my senses
Pushing up like the strong little seeds
Through the brown earth.