1914 · PDF PAGE 26
Chicago May
…s eternity. Love, the sole substance that abides, Reigns on the land and the lagoon; ‘The drifting sand, the changing tides, ‘The moving light of the dead moon.
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… Pure hate is like pure love, a calm, a flow Of the pure spirit in a single stream; No wave disturbs its depth ; no gleam or glow Of any light dares break on its supreme Annihilation of all less desires, ‘One dark fire that absorbs all shining fires. So I lie still, and hate, and hate, and hate This guzzling sow with the loose bulging belly And sagging teats, whom fate has made my mate, 1g mass of nastiness, this jelly
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1914 · PDF PAGE 27
Chicago May
… rock, the fort, the tower, Whence mortal dauntless may defy The malice of the age, the power Of fate or chance or deity! Even as in moonlight vale and hill In holy light and holy shade Are blest, so he that hath his will In the male mastery of his maid. Translucent, all my soul is bathed In that clear potency and calm ‘Swayed without wind, divinely swathed In silken silence breathing balm. The past is past! the future hangs A haze of grey to eastward woven, ‘A haze that only by the pangs Of the dawn’s birth may yet be cloven1 Ah, love! and may…
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1914 · PDF PAGE 13
Chicago May
2 CHICAGO MAY XIL Oh, she's not vicious ! All the world delights in Bores her the business of digesting food (When she's not eating) fils her days and nights in, Eked out with sleep and soddenness, a mood Of greed, of gluttony, that no one nice ‘Would dignify with the fine name of vice. ‘Vice needs imagination all the time. Tt is because the common pleasures pall ‘That man turns to monstrosity and crime. But you have need of none of this at all. ‘You like “what's natural.” Right: for you, in sum, Like Nature's self, abhor a vacuum! Oh, but ther…
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1914 · PDF PAGE 8
Chicago May
…t and music, mouth the names Of holy poets; sure a brute it is. Naught human could so prostitute the aims Of those high souls compact of light and bliss And truth. Shall mere anatomy refute? (The great sow snores)—oh, certainly a brute! Yet, if a brute, why should I hate you so? Because you are my own race turned to dung? ‘Things nearest to us plague us most, we know. ‘Why should such “why?” come tripping to my tongue ? It is love's shrine itself that you pollute; And that is why I hate you, prostitute “Make me a baby!" May a cancer gnaw Your w…
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1914 · PDF PAGE 10
Chicago May
CHICAGO MAY vit Ah, but the monstrous jewels that you wear, Until you look like a shop window struck By lightning, its white velvet soaked—these flare, ure sparkles kindled in a mass of muck By the great light—O God |-of the pure Sun, Which you avoid “because it freckles one.” Ah, yes, the rings that sink into your fat, ‘The chains and earrings, theirs no beauty faded1 You are worth hunting (after all) for that, ‘While there is one fair maiden that unaided By this may fail to have her will of art And me—God bless her for her loyal heart | ‘Men …
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