American Poetry 1922

American Poetry 1922  (1922)  Various authors

AMERICAN POETRY

1922

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A MISCELLANY

NEW YORK

HARCOURT, BRACE AND COMPANY

COPYRIGHT 1922, BY

HARCOURT, BRACE AND COMPANY, INC.

PRINTED IN THE U. S. A. BY

THE QUINN & BODEN COMPANY

RAHWAY, N. J.

CONTENTS

A Foreword III AMY LOWELL Lilacs 3 Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme 8 The Swans 13 Prime 16 Vespers 17 In Excelsis 18 La Ronde du Diable 20 ROBERT FROST Fire and Ice 25 The Grindstone 26 The Witch of Coös 29 A Brook in the City 37 Design 38 CARL SANDBURG And So To-day 41 California City Landscape 49 Upstream 51 Windflower Leaf 52 VACHEL LINDSAY In Praise of Johnny Appleseed 55 I Know All This When Gipsy Fiddles Cry 66 JAMES OPPENHEIM Hebrews 75 ALFRED KREYMBORG Adagio: A Duet 79 Die Küche 80 Rain 81 Peasant 83 Bubbles 85 Dirge 87 Colophon '88 SARA TEASDALE Wisdom 91 Places 92 Twilight (Tucson) Full Moon (Santa Barbara) Winter Sun (Lenox) Evening (Nahant) Words for an Old Air 97 Those Who Love 98 Two Songs for Solitude 99 The Crystal Gazer The Solitary LOUIS UNTERMEYER Monolog from a Mattress 103 Waters of Babylon 110 The Flaming Circle 112 Portrait of a Machine 114 Roast Leviathan 115 JOHN GOULD FLETCHER A Rebel 127 The Rock 128 Blue Water 129 Prayers for Wind 130 Impromptu 131 Chinese Poet Among Barbarians 132 Snowy Mountains 133 The Future 34 Upon the Hill 36 The Enduring 137 JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER Old Man 141 Tone Picture 142 They Say— 143 Rescue 144 Mater in Extremis 146 Self-Rejected 147 H. D. Holy Satyr 151 Lais 153 Heliodora 156 Toward the Piræus 161 Slay with your eyes, Greek You would have broken my wings I loved you What had you done If I had been a boy It was not chastity that made me cold CONRAD AIKEN Seven Twilights 171 The ragged pilgrim on the road to nowhere Now by the wall of the ancient town When the tree bares, the music of it changes' "This is the hour," she says, "of transmutation" Now the great wheel of darkness and low clouds Heaven, you say, will be a field in April In the long silence of the sea Tetélestai 184 EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY Eight Sonnets 193 When you, that at this moment are to me What's this of death, from you who never will die I know I am but summer to your heart Here is a wound that never will heal, I know What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word! Say what you will, and scratch my heart to find BIBLIOGRAPHY 201

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