| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Leaf-movement | | By Arthur Davison Ficke |
| | | FROM its thin branch high in the autumn wind | |
| The yellow leaf now sails in upward flight; | |
| Hovers at top-slope; then, a whirling bright | |
| Eddy of motion, sinks. The storm behind | |
| With gusts and veering tyrannies would uphold | 5 |
| Even as it downward beats this gorgeous thing | |
| Which like an angel’s lost and shattered wing | |
| Against the grey sky sweeps its broken gold. | |
| Another eddy, desperate or in mirth, | |
| Brings it to rest here on the crackled earth | 10 |
| Where men can see it better than on the bough. | |
| What quite preposterous irony of wind’s-will | |
| Touches it where it lies, golden and still, | |
| And once more lifts it vainly heavenward now! | | | | |
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