• Alas, day, you brought light, You trailed splendour You showed us god: I salute you, most precious one, But I go to a new place, Another life.

    Hilda Doolittle: Alas, day, you brought light,
You trailed splendour
You showed us god:
I salute you, most precious one,
But I go to a new place,
Another life.
    Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.84, New Directions Publishing
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