| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Indian Sky | | By Alfred Kreymborg |
| | | THE OLD squaw | |
| Is one | |
| With the old stone behind her. | |
| Both have squatted there— | |
| Ask mesa | 5 |
| Or mountain how long? | |
| The bowl she holds— | |
| Clay shawl of her art, | |
| Clay ritual of her faith— | |
| Is one | 10 |
| With the thought of the past, | |
| And one with the now, | |
| Though dim, a little old, strange. | |
| The earth holds her | |
| As she holds the bowl— | 15 |
| Ask kiva | |
| Or shrine how much longer? | |
| No titan, | |
| No destroyer, | |
| No future thought, | 20 |
| Can part | |
| Earth and this woman, | |
| Woman and bowl: | |
| The same shawl | |
| Wraps them around. | 25 | | | |
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