| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Pentecostal | | By D. H. Lawrence |
| | | SHALL I tell you, then, how it is? | |
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| There came a cloven gleam, | |
| Like a tongue of darkened flame, | |
| To burn in me. | |
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| And so I seem | 5 |
| To have you still the same | |
| In one world with me. | |
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| In the flicker of a flower, | |
| In a worm that is blind, yet strives, | |
| In the mouse that pauses to listen, | 10 |
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| Glimmers our | |
| Shadow as well, and deprives | |
| Them none of their glisten. | |
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| In each shaken morsel | |
| Our shadow trembles | 15 |
| As if it rippled from out of us hand in hand. | |
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| We are part and parcel | |
| In shadow, nothing dissembles | |
| Our darkened universe. You understand? | |
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| For I have told you plainly how it is. | 20 | | | |
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