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"shadow seeks shadow,
then both leaf
and leaf-shadow are lost."
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "H.D..." Evening (l. 17-19). . .
Faber Book of Modern Verse, The. Michael Roberts, ed. (4th ed. revised by Peter Porter, 1982) Faber and Faber CP-Dool. |
"Did she look (reft of her lover)
at a face gone white
under the chaplet
of white virgin-breath?"
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Lais." |
"Is each one's reticence
the other's food,
or is this mood
sheer poison to the other?"
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Sigil" (first line: There is no sign-post to say). |
"Until it seems the whole city (Venice-Venus)
will be covered with gold pollen shaken
from the bell-towers, lilies plundered
with the weight of massive bees . . ."
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Tribute to the Angels." |
"You are even a world,
a planet,
and pass from history
and the day's event.
to myth and phantasy,"
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Body and Soul." |
"Black creeps from root to root,
each leaf
cuts another leaf on the grass,
shadow seeks shadow,
then both leaf
and leaf-shadow are lost."
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Evening." |
"The dog-wood breaks white
The pear-tree has caught
The apple is a red blaze
The peach has already withered its own leaves
The wild plum-tree is alight."
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Late Spring." |
""I love you,"
spoken in rhapsodic metre,
leaves me cold:
I have a horror
of finality."
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Sigil" (first line: There is no sign-post to say). |
"I testify
to rainbow feathers, to the span of heaven
and walls of colour,
the colonnades of jasper."
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Tribute to the Angels." |
"Why wait for Death to mow?
why wait for Death to sow
us in the ground?"
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Body and Soul." |
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