A Tree with a Bird in it: / A Symposium of Contemporary American Poets on Being Shown a Pear-tree on Which Sat a Grackle

by Margaret Widdemer

And every one, have grabbed a pen:

The Day has come—tra la, tra lee—

Everybody writes poetry!

(They do a Symbolic Dance with Typewriters, during which enters the Chorus of Young Men who Run Poetry Magazines. These put on horn-rimmed spectacles and chant earnestly as follows)

CHORUS OF YOUNG MEN WHO RUN POETRY MAGAZINES

We're very careful what we put in;

This magazine is of highest grade;

If it doesn't appeal to our personal taste

There's no use sending it, we're afraid;