| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 132. Oblivion |
| | | By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson |
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| NEAR the great pyramid, unshadowed, white, | |
| With apex piercing the white noon-day blaze. | |
| Swathed in white robes beneath the blinding rays | |
| Lie sleeping Bedouins drenched in white-hot light. | |
| About them, searing to the tingling sight, | 5 |
| Swims the white dazzle of the desert ways | |
| Where the sense shudders, witless and adaze, | |
| In a white void with neither depth nor height. | |
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| Within the black core of the pyramid, | |
| Beneath the weight of sunless centuries, | 10 |
| Lapt in dead night King Cheops lies asleep: | |
| Yet in the darkness of his chamber hid | |
| He knows no black oblivion more deep | |
| Than that blind white oblivion of noon skies. | |
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