| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Ignis Fatuus | | By Aline Kilmer |
| | From Novelette YOUR fires are false, they tell me. So? | |
| I knew it long and long ago. | |
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| But I choose false ones for my play | |
| They are the safer any day. | |
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| And if I burn my hands a bit, | 5 |
| Why, who will ever know of it? | |
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| All this I said when I was proud | |
| Under my breath, almost aloud. | |
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| Then I plunged boldly in and played: | |
| By my own fires I am betrayed. | 10 | | | |
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