| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Eidolon | | By Leslie Nelson Jennings |
| | | OF what use are windows? | |
| I have seen too much. | |
| Of what use are the shapes of my illusion? | |
| I have called things by too many names. | |
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| These curtains I will draw; | 5 |
| These candles I will extinguish. | |
| One moon or two moons | |
| It makes no matter. | |
| There is neither saffron nor samite, | |
| Nor the whiteness of dead hands. | 10 |
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| Of what use compassion? | |
| Of what use these candles by the face of darkness? | |
| Pity me not, for I am pitiless
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| The image you would have me break | |
| We dreamed. | 15 | | | |
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