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

Volplanetor

Robert M. McAlmon

From “Flying”

INSOLUBLE in high air’s quiescency

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.