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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
 
Communion
By Hildegarde Flanner
 
I HAVE spoken with the dead;
From the silence of my bed
I have heard them in the night.
Their voices are as white
As altar candles. Their voices are as gold as wheat,        5
And clustered in the dark their words are sweet
As ripened fruit. Their voices are the color of dim rain
Over grass where spring has lain.
Their speaking is an orchard of delight.
I have heard them in the night;        10
Their lips bloomed into heavy song
That hung like bells above me. You are wrong
Who say the dead lie still:
I heard them sing until
The cup of silence fell in two and lay        15
Broken by beauty of what dead men say.
 
There is no loveliness I cannot see.
There is no wall too stern for me.
There is no door that can withstand
The lifted symbol of my hand.        20
 
I know an ancient shibboleth:
I pass, for I have talked with Death!
 
 
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