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

The Spree

Katherine Wisner McCluskey

From “Summer Phases”

IN the uplift of spring

Earth had high thoughts in trees;

Smiling her apple-blossoms,

Blushing her peach-petals,

Delicate as a sprite.

Now she sprawls,

Making loose gestures with spreading vines;

Guffawing vegetables and fruits—

Harlequin melons, Punchinello squashes—

Hiccoughing cucumbers, stuttering tomatoes.

She is mad-drunk with summer.

Soon she’ll lie still,

Decently covered with the leaf-brown quilt.

She’ll give loud, gusty yawns, then sleep,

Jeered at by rains, pitied by snow;

And wake to chastened, stiff sobriety.