Tree with a Bird in it

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page37" name="page37"></SPAN>[37]</span></p> <div><SPAN name="h2H_4_0023" id="h2H_4_0023"></SPAN></div> <h2> <i>Aline Kilmer</i> </h2> <p class="quote"> (With a certain aloofness.)</p> <h3> ADMIRATION </h3> <div class="poem"> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> Kenton's arrogant eyes watch the Widdemer pear-tree, </p> <p class="i2"> His thistle-down-footed sister puts out her tongue at him.... </p> <p class="i2"> Kenton, what do you see? That yonder is only a bare tree; </p> <p class="i2"> Come, carry Deborah home; she is gossamer-light and slim. </p> </div> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> "Aw, mother, but I don't want to!" Kenton replies with devotion, </p> <p class="i2"> "I've gathered you stones for the bird; come on, don't you want to throw 'em?" </p> <p class="i2"> Ah, Kenton, Kenton, my child, who but you would have such an emotion? </p> <p class="i2"> But in spite of it I admire you, as you'll see when you read this poem. </p> </div> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />