Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Coming out of EtherJohn Reed
From “Hospital Notes”
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Dizzily runs the whining rim.
Way down in the cool dark is slow-revolving sleep,
But I hang heavily writhing in hot chains
High in the crimson stillness of my body,
And the swish-swish of the spokes of the Wheel of Pain.