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

Grass-tops

Witter Bynner

From “Sea-edge Songs”

WHAT bird are you in the grass-tops?

Your poise is enough of an answer,

With your wing-tips like up-curving fingers

Of the slow-moving hands of a dancer.

And what is so nameless as beauty?—

Which poets, who give it a name,

Are only unnaming forever,

Content, though it go, that it came.