| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Pedro Montoya of Arroyo Hondo | | By Alice Corbin |
| | From “New Mexico Songs”
PEDRO MONTOYA of Arroyo Hondo | |
| Comes each day with his load of wood | |
| Piled on two burros’ backs, driving them down | |
| Over the mesa to Santa Fé town. | |
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| He comes around by Arroyo Chamisa— | 5 |
| A small grey figure, as grey as his burros— | |
| Down from the mountains, with cedar and pine | |
| Girt about each of the burros with twine. | |
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| As patient as they are, he waits in the plaza | |
| For someone who comes with an eye out for wood, | 10 |
| Then Pedro wakes up, like a bantam at dawn— | |
| Si, Señor, si Señor—his wood is gone. | |
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| Pedro Montoya of Arroyo Hondo | |
| Rides back on one burro and drives the other, | |
| With a sack of blue corn-meal, tobacco and meat, | 15 |
| A bit to smoke and a bit to eat. | |
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| Pedro Montoya of Arroyo Hondo— | |
| If I envied any, I’d envy him! | |
| With a burro to ride and a burro to drive, | |
| There is hardly a man so rich alive. | 20 | | | |
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