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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Robert M. McAlmon
From “Flying”

YOU’VE never laughed
Until the world
Has been beneath you
A mosaic map of lines and dots,
Called roads and mountains        5
By minute moving spots
Named men.
The jollity
Of this petty panorama!
When your plane,        10
Overcome with mirth,
Ripples in air pockets
With uncontrollable lurches,
Nosing down with a dart
To frighten the tiny earth;        15
Then recovers, fleeting
To heights beyond eyes’ seeing,
Far from ears’ hearing,
You are all tense
With the comedy of life        20
And the world’s being.
At night the stars
Chortle gleefully with you.
The moon beams,
Benignly sharing your joy.        25
Thinking: “I laugh!
The world?—rather one world,
The buffoon of them all.”

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