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

Quandary

Richard Butler Glaenzer

AUTUMN is moaning;

Yet I thrill with spring.

Leaves, that fall to die,

Dance as they pass me.

Music seems to ride

The bluster of sparrows.

Softer than any couch

This ledge of granite.

Mountains rim the horizon:

They cannot hem me in.

Here in a stranger’s pasture

All the world is mine.