| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Thought of Women | | By Charles deGuire Christoph |
| | From “Reflections”
WHAT is there that mocks me in a woman’s eyes? | |
| There is a taste of disdain even in my mistress’s kiss. | |
| And I have told them I am very wise. | |
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| What is the melodrama I’m the victim of? | |
| I fear I’m a songbird for a show of marionettes: | 5 |
| So says the playman, a tender little dove. | |
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| If their skirts swish like clarinets | |
| And their breasts are silken tambourines, | |
| Then I’ve a little opera, but it’s not enough. | |
| Why holds that merriment in the pipes of love? | 10 |
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| What’s in a woman’s head, what under her hermiton? | |
| Not a sigh, not a wound will the cure be, | |
| But laughing, the wind laughing | |
| Over the torn trees as the elder satyrs | |
| Run drunken before it and the maenads | 15 |
| Hide in the old caves. | | | | |
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