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

Belgium

Katharine Howard

THIS is the field that was crushed in their dying,

And over and over the wind blows sighing—

A desolate, sobbing, searching wind.

’Tis a low gray land of barren spaces

And long rough ridges of burial places,

The grass bruised into the choking sod.

The clouds are lank with a dull slow weeping,

And the mist enshrouds the place of their sleeping.