Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
SermonEmanuel Carnevali
From “Neuriade”
C
You do not know how to lay your hands over the breasts of your beloved.
You do not know how to hug a rough tree and say “darling” to it.
You walk carefully, carefully, and fend off the sunlight with your grey clothes, although you’re very poor.
You build yourselves immense houses to live in, and you are afraid even there.