Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The Old Weep GentlyA. Y. Winters
From “Monodies”
T
Sigh in every leaf,
Look down their trunks
As if back down the years.
Old knots stay
Where limbs were torn away—
Little fist-rubbed faces
Of gargoyle grief;
While shadows
Slip down the trunks
Like tears.