Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Jennys DancingJoseph Warren Beach
From “Dry Points”
W
I saw two silver birches swaying
To a breeze that left the hillside quiet,
Save for these white stems
It singled out
To set them tossing.
Two slim and volatile
Twin flames wind-blown,
That wound and wound
Their delicate bodies
To a tune no ear could follow …
Hapless male!—
And he took Jenny.
He could not follow the tune—
The breeze passed by him;
And as he could not bend himself,
He broke her.