Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Little ChiefLouise Ayres Garnett
From “Songs of Silence”
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The wind is wearing moccasins,
It slides along the desert
With stealthy feet at noon.
Upon the ditch it lightly treads,
And scarcely stirs the cottonwoods,
The nervous, listening cottonwoods,
On tiptoe in the sun.
The wind is wearing moccasins,
It runs with crouching shoulders,
Its fingers sweep the ground.
With a sigh it makes a pathway
Through the purple-flowered alfalfa,
As it whispers dreams half-mockingly
To workers in the sun.