Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Summer SongWilliam Carlos Williams
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Smiling
A faintly ironical smile
At this brilliant,
Dew-moistened
Summer morning—
A detached,
Sleepily indifferent
Smile,
A wanderer’s smile—
If I should
Buy a shirt
Your color, and
Put on a necktie
Sky-blue,
Where would they carry me?
Over the hills and
Far away?
Where would they carry me?