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Turn back,
back
to the lake of Delos;
lest all the song notes
pause and break
across a blood-stained throat....
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Ion.")
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The old chains
on her bosom
do not rise,
do not glow
when she breathes,
nor change colour.
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Electra-Orestes.")
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I will rise
from my troth
with the dead.
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Wine Bowl.")
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So haste not,
bright meteor;
waste not strength,
O fair planet,
singing-sister.
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "The Dancer.")
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O night,
you take the petals
of the roses in your hand,
but leave the stark core
of the rose
to perish on the branch.
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Night.")
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"But mama,
you have such pretty hair,
curled,
Io has a mother too."
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Grown Up.")
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Lay again
your head here, here;
there is no pain,
no disenchantment, no, nor evil spell
can ever touch you.
(Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Choros Sequence.")
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