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

Two Impressions

Richard Aldington

In France (1916–1918)

I
THE COLORLESS morning glides upward

Over the marsh and ragged trees.

Though our mood be sombre

And our bodies angry for more sleep,

This feathered softness of pale light,

Falling negligently upon us,

Delights us.

II
High above the drab barren ground

Three herons beat across the dawn-blue sky.

They drift slowly away

Until they appear

As three horizontal umber brush-strokes

On finely shaded cobalt.

And the mist, driven by the wind

Up and across the distant hill,

Gleams like soft white hair

Brushed amorously backward!