Poetry: A Magazine of Verse, Volume 01 / October-March, 1912-13

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October~March, 1912-13
Harriet Monroe ~ Editor
Reprinted with the permission of the original publisher.
A. M. S. REPRINT CO. New York, New York
Copyright By Harriet Monroe 1912-1913

POETRY I
It is a refuge from the stormy days, Breathing the peace of a remoter world Where beauty, like the musing dusk of even, Enfolds the spirit in its silver haze; While far away, with glittering banners furled, The west lights fade, and stars come out in heaven.
II
It is a sea-gate, trembling with the blast Of powers that from the infinite sea-plain roll, A whelming tide. Upon the waiting soul As on a fronting rock, thunders the vast Groundswell; its spray bursts heavenward, and drives past In fume and sound articulate of the whole Of ocean's heart, else voiceless; on the shoal Silent; upon the headland clear at last.
From darkened sea-coasts without stars or sun, Like trumpet-voices in a holy war, Utter the heralds tidings of the deep. And where men slumber, weary and undone, Visions shall come, incredible hopes from far,— And with high passion shatter the bonds of sleep.