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

Virgin Moon

Iris Barry

From “Shadow Songs”

HAVING chattered out

The overbrimming of their light hearts,

When the old moon had traveled over the housetops

Far enough to dangle dancing shadows of leaves

Across their bed,

Veils of silence also were let down,

And they slept, virgin beside virgin.

The whisper of leaves outside the window

Filled the room

Long after the moon had trailed

Her net of shadow-boughs across their dreams

And was gone.