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

Silver Fog

Winifred Welles

HUSH—hush—hush! Steady as footsteps in the sand,

I hear two other oars crunch in their locks—

And look now, how my boat rocks

To feel another boat close by—

So close, so close, that if I reach my hand …

Who are you, who am I,

To halt each other with a cry?

Let us continue blurred and lonely,

Touched by each other’s trembling only.

It is so seldom two can be

Each for each a mystery.