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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
 
Fragment XXXVI
By H. D.
 
From “Hesperides”

        I know not what to do:    
  My mind is divided.    
Sappho

I KNOW not what to do—
My mind is reft.
Is song’s gift best?
Is love’s gift loveliest?
I know not what to do,        5
Now sleep has pressed
Weight on your eyelids.
 
Shall I break your rest,
Devouring, eager?
Is love’s gift best?—        10
Nay, song’s the loveliest.
Yet, were you lost,
What rapture could I take from song?—
What song were left?
 
I know not what to do:        15
To turn and slake
The rage that burns,
With my breath burn
And trouble your cool breath—
So shall I turn and take        20
Snow in my arms,
(Is love’s gift best?)
Yet flake on flake
Of snow were comfortless,
Did you lie wondering,        25
Wakened yet unawake.
 
Shall I turn and take
Comfortless snow within my arms,
Press lips to lips that answer not,
Press lips to flesh        30
That shudders not nor breaks?
 
Is love’s gift best?—
Shall I turn and slake
All the wild longing?
Oh, I am eager for you!        35
As the Pleiads shake
White light in whiter water,
So shall I take you?
 
My mind is quite divided;
My minds hesitate,        40
So perfect matched
I know not what to do.
Each strives with each:
As two white wrestlers,
Standing for a match,        45
Ready to turn and clutch,
Yet never shake
Muscle or nerve or tendon;
So my mind waits
To grapple with my mind—        50
Yet I am quiet,
I would seem at rest.
 
I know not what to do.
Strain upon strain,
Sound surging upon sound,        55
Makes my brain blind;
As a wave line may wait to fall,
Yet waiting for its falling
Still the wind may take,
From off its crest,        60
White flake on flake of foam,
That rises
Seeming to dart and pulse
And rend the light,
So my mind hesitates        65
Above the passion
Quivering yet to break,
So my mind hesitates above my mind
Listening to song’s delight.
 
I know not what to do.        70
Will the sound break,
Rending the night
With rift on rift of rose
And scattered light?
Will the sound break at last        75
As the wave hesitant,
Or will the whole night pass
And I lie listening awake?
 
 
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