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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
 
Illicit
By D. H. Lawrence
 
IN front of the sombre mountains, a faint, lost ribbon of rainbow,
And between us and it, the thunder;
And down below, in the green wheat, the laborers
Stand like dark stumps, still in the green wheat.
 
You are near to me, and your naked feet in their sandals,        5
And through the scent of the balcony’s naked timber
I distinguish the scent of your hair; so now the limber
Lightning falls from heaven.
 
Adown the pale-green, glacier-river floats
A dark boat through the gloom—and whither?        10
The thunder roars. But still we have each other.
The naked lightnings in the heavens dither
And disappear. What have we but each other?
The boat has gone.
 
 
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