Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Cythaera and the LeavesMarjorie Allen Seiffert
Ancient, terrible tree,
You drink the light of leaves
And shed the leaves relentlessly.
And its belief
Is in sunlight, not in trees
Or secret roots it has not seen.
My heart is light as a leaf—
Let it go dancing down the breeze!
It shall see faithful leaves turn red and gold,
And cling, and hold;
Until despite their gold and red
They flutter to the ground.
When they are dead?