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Light threatens, is active, is gone, so it is with a song.

Hilda Doolittle

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Hilda Doolittle
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The heart the heart the heart how it thrives on hate.
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It is no madness to say you will fall, you great cities.
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Pompeii has nothing to teach us, we know crack of volcanic fissure, slow flow of terrible lava, pressure on heart, lungs, the brain about to burst its brittle case (what the skull can endure!)
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You are wind in a stark tree, you are the stark tree unbent, you are a strung bow, you are an arrow.
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I fear no man, no woman flower does not fear bird, insect nor adder.
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For this beauty, beauty without strength, chokes out life.
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The whole white world is ours.
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