Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
PentecostalD. H. Lawrence
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Like a tongue of darkened flame,
To burn in me.
To have you still the same
In one world with me.
In a worm that is blind, yet strives,
In the mouse that pauses to listen,
Shadow as well, and deprives
Them none of their glisten.
Our shadow trembles
As if it rippled from out of us hand in hand.
In shadow, nothing dissembles
Our darkened universe. You understand?