Contents -BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD

Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922.

Cinquains

AS it

Were tissue of silver

I’ll wear, O fate, thy grey,

And go mistily radiant, clad

Like the moon.

THE OLD

Old winds that blew

When chaos was, what do

They tell the clattered trees that I

Should weep?

JUST now,

Out of the strange

Still dusk … as strange, as still …

A white moth flew … Why am I grown

So cold?