| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Broadway | | By Elizabeth Coatsworth |
| | From “Cockle Shells”
THAT man has the head of a goat and the paunch of Silenus, | |
| As he walks down the sidewalk alone conventionally going to dine. | |
| His little bright eyes are glancing, his little hard feet are prancing | |
| As though all the crowd about him were maenads and fawns in a line. | |
| The horns of the motors for him are puffed by the cheeks of centaurs; | 5 |
| The buildings and shops are cliffs, draped and festooned with the vine. | |
| The little cane that he swings he has used on the ribs of his donkey | |
| When the ground was rocking with laughter and the trees were reeling with wine. | | | | |
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