| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | To an Enemy | | By Maxwell Bodenheim |
| | | I DESPISE my friends more than you. | |
| I would have known myself, but they stood before the mirrors | |
| And painted on them images of the virtues I craved. | |
| You came with sharpest chisel, scraping away the false paint. | |
| Then I knew and detested myself, but not you: | 5 |
| For glimpses of you in the glasses you uncovered | |
| Showed me the virtues whose images you destroyed. | | | | |
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