Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Spring Makes Me WonderJosephine Pinckney
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Was an escaping thing,
Like gray smoke seen through half-green boughs;
Or the shadow of gray smoke wavering
On the bare ground of spring.
Clear joy of looking up
Through drifts of porcelain-white plum-blossoms
Into the sky’s blue cup?