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

Proud New York

John Reed

(Fragment from a long poem—America: 1918)

BY proud New York and its man-piled Matterhorns,

The hard blue sky overhead and the west wind blowing,

Steam-plumes waving from sun-glittering pinnacles,

And deep streets shaking to the million-river—

Manhattan, zoned with ships, the cruel

Youngest of all the world’s great towns,

Thy bodice bright with many a jewel,

Imperially crowned with crowns …

Who that has known thee but shall burn

In exile till he come again

To do thy bitter will, O stern

Moon of the tides of men!