335. The Ragpicker by Frances Shaw. Monroe, Harriet, ed. 1917. The New Poetry: An Anthology

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

335. The Ragpicker

By Frances Shaw


THE RAGPICKER sits and sorts her rags:
Silk and homespun and threads of gold
She plucks to pieces and marks with tags;
And her eyes are ice and her fingers cold.

The Ragpicker sits in the back of my brain;	5
Keenly she looks me through and through.
One flaming shred I have hidden away—
She shall not have my love for you.