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“Credo” was published in Mushrooms: A Book of Free Forms (John Marshall Company, 1916).

Credo

I sing the will to love:
the will that carves the will to live,
the will that saps the will to hurt,
the will that kills the will to die;
the will that made and keeps you warm,
the will that points your eyes ahead,
the will that makes you give, not get,
a give and get that tell us what you are:
how much a god, how much a human.
I call on you to live the will to love.

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on May 6, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on May 6, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.

Alfred Kreymborg

Alfred Kreymborg

Alfred Kreymborg was born on December 10, 1883, in New York City.

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Our door was shut to the noon-day heat.
We could not see him.
We might not have heard him either—
Resting, dozing, dreaming pleasantly.
But his step was tremendous—
Are mountains on the march?

He was no man who passed;
But a great faithful horse
Dragging a load
Up the hill.
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If I could catch that moth,
that fluttering, wayward thing
that beats about inside me all the day and half the night,
(and insignificant net could certainly do it)
I’d stick him through the head
with a pin that’s long and thing,
a pin that long and strong enough to mount him under

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I am four monkeys.
One hangs from a limb,
tail-wise,
chattering at the earth;
another is cramming his belly with cocoanut;
the third is up in the top branches,
quizzing the sky,
and the fourth—
he's chasing another monkey.
How many monkeys are you?