Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
VolplanetorRobert M. McAlmon
From “Flying”
I
My plane, on earth a sophist, naively
Reconnoitres promiscuously;
Sinuously, nose retroussé,
Explores thinning strata
Of atmosphere, and, volplaning,
Deems itself a static medium.
How it routs pusillanimous planets
From its path at night,
Dazzling them pyrotechnically!
My purposelessness is equalled
By heterogeneous world events.
Nevertheless the sky’s oscularity
Propitiates my primal impulses,
And tedium is thwarted.