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

Without Chaperon

Mark Turbyfill

To S. W.

FRAIL,

The white moon leans

To the green-edged hill.

The aspen lifts

Its tracery

Into light.

The moon slips down

The edge of night.

It is odd

To stand here alone—

This quaking aspen

And I.