The AnniversaryAuthor(s): Ruth HallSource: Poetry, Vol. 8, No. 5 (Aug., 1916), p. 233Published by: Poetry FoundationStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20570876 .

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Branded

The spell of the desert is on me-it's got me fast and sure, And I must leave the easy trail to follow the desert's lure. I'm marked with the signs of its branding-wild eye, black

lip, raw skin. Through hunger, thirst, through hell I'll go to follow the

cursed thing! Amy Sebree-Smith

QUATRAINS

THE WOLF AT THE DOOR

The Russian traveler in the story, lest The wolf attack, casts out his precious store.

So we surrender all that we hold best, To drive back him who clamors at the door.

THE ANNIVERSARY

With no observance is my birthday set From other times aside.

But once each year-would God I could forget! Comes back the night I died.

Ruth Hall

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