The American poet and novelist, Elinor Wylie, was really popular in the United States during the 1920s and 1930s. Written from an aristocratic and traditionalist point of view, her works reflected the ... [+]

When foxes eat the last gold grape,
And the last white antelope is killed,
I shall stop fighting and escape
Into a little house I'll build.

But first I'll shrink to fairy size,
With a whisper no one understands,
Making blind moons of all your eyes,
And muddy roads of all your hands.

And you may grope for me in vain
In hollows under the mangrove root,
Or where, in apple-scented rain,
The silver wasp-nests hang like fruit.