Alfred Kreymborg, ed. Others for 1919. 1920.
Witter Bynner
Nakedness
B
They brought to you,
And blossoms of death for you to throw away
And many things like links of chains,
To you whose wings are nakedness.
And whosoever brings, from this day forth,
Obeisances
To the hollow of your bosom,
Shall find between those hills of sun,
Beloved,
My shadow….