Song-DropsAuthor(s): Louise HartSource: Poetry, Vol. 10, No. 4 (Jul., 1917), p. 200Published by: Poetry FoundationStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20571297 .

Accessed: 14/05/2014 15:21

Your use of the JSTOR archive indicates your acceptance of the Terms & Conditions of Use, available at .http://www.jstor.org/page/info/about/policies/terms.jsp

.JSTOR is a not-for-profit service that helps scholars, researchers, and students discover, use, and build upon a wide range ofcontent in a trusted digital archive. We use information technology and tools to increase productivity and facilitate new formsof scholarship. For more information about JSTOR, please contact support@jstor.org.

.

Poetry Foundation is collaborating with JSTOR to digitize, preserve and extend access to Poetry.

http://www.jstor.org

This content downloaded from 91.229.248.178 on Wed, 14 May 2014 15:21:54 PMAll use subject to JSTOR Terms and Conditions

POETRY: X Magazine of Verse

SONG-DROPS

WINTER

The snow-flakes fall upon the ground; The snow-banks are gilded with beauty. Moon-maidens come to drive upon the snow, And then it melts, And the moon closes her eyes slenderly.

THE SPIDER'S WEB

O spider, I love your spun web

With pearls about it. If only one could touch such beauty And not destroy itl But spider, keep your pearls Like shimmering ornaments.

INSCRIP'TION ON A SUN-DIAL

Oh, Time flies fast, Days fly fast, Years fly fast.

But love-stays fast Folded in your breast.

Louise Hart

THE FORFEIT

She was holding up the big green leaf Over my head, and she said, "Heavy, heavy hangs over thy head,

What shall the owner do to redeem it?" "Climb up the world And bring me down the moon." The moon was a white lily bud That hadn't grown to a flower yet. When she picked it All the little rain-drops flew off And made stars.

Betty Orr (five yearJ old) [2001

This content downloaded from 91.229.248.178 on Wed, 14 May 2014 15:21:54 PMAll use subject to JSTOR Terms and Conditions