Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
A Wandering ThingRobert Nichols
From “Two Songs of the Enigma”
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Falters and drifts again, again over the meadow.
It wanders lost, drifts hither …. thither;
It blows, it goes, it knows not whither.
Wanders always my strange life thoro’.
I know not ever what brings it hither,
Nor whence it comes …. nor goes it whither.