Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The Red Bridge
By Skipwith Cannéll
T
Are stronger than ever:
The arches of the scarlet bridge
Are of rough, bleak stone.
From cloud to tenuous cloud?)
Of newly slain fowls;
Leaving such play to the children,
Let us pluck wild swans
From under the moon;
Or, challenging strong, terrible men,
Let us slay them and seek truth
In their smoking entrails.
Across the red bridge,
Deep-lunged runners who will return to us
With tidings of the far countries
And the strange seas!
Going out upon the bridge,
Through the little door
That is by the steps from the river.