| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Clay Hills | | By Jean Starr Untermeyer |
| | | IT is easy to mould the yielding clay, | |
| And many shapes grow into beauty | |
| Under the facile hand. | |
| But forms of clay are lightly broken; | |
| They will lie shattered and forgotten in a dingy corner. | 5 |
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| But underneath the slipping clay | |
| Is rock…. | |
| I would rather work in stubborn rock | |
| All the years of my life, | |
| And make one strong thing; | 10 |
| And set it in a high, clean place | |
| To recall the granite strength of my desire. | | | | |
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