Contents -BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD

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

The Wind Sleepers

H. D.

WHITER

than the crust

left by the tide,

we are stung by the hurled sand

and the broken shells.

We no longer sleep,

sleep in the wind.

We awoke and fled

through the Peiraeic gate.

Tear—

tear us an altar.

Tug at the cliff-boulders,

pile them with the rough stones.

We no longer

sleep in the wind.

Propitiate us.

Chant in a wail

that never halts.

Pace a circle and pay tribute

with a song.

When the roar of a dropped wave

breaks into it,

pour meted words

of sea-hawks and gulls

and sea-birds that cry

discords.