Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The Cuban DoctorWallace Stevens
From “Sur Ma Guzzla Gracile”
I
The Indian, but the Indian struck
Out of his cloud and from his sky.
Wriggling far down the phantom air,
And on a comfortable sofa dreamed.
I knew my enemy was near—I,
Drowsing in summer’s sleepiest horn.