| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Southward | | By Baker Brownell |
| | From “In Barracks”
FORBIDDEN Mexico | |
| Four hundred yards away— | |
| A drunken, tawny beast— | |
| Slept across the southward path. | |
| “There shall no soldier go,” | 5 |
| The order was, “beyond | |
| The murky middle of the stream.” | |
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| Forbidden Mexico!— | |
| Its drifting slopes | |
| Slid back into sun-hid distance. | 10 |
| Its tawny skin, sleek | |
| With clean aridity, | |
| Lay unpunctured by man’s growth. | |
| Four hundred yards away— | |
| A thousand years could sink | 15 |
| Into the gap between this river-bank and that. | | | | |
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