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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

In Darkness

Marjorie Meeker

From “Songs of Night”

DEEP in the heart of darkness I am lying,

Alone and still;

And all the winds of darkness and of silence

Work their will,

Blowing about me through the awful spaces

Of night and death;

Nor all immensity can touch or thrill me

To thought or breath.

Deep in the heart of darkness I am dreaming,

Quiet, alone,

Careless alike of tender words or cruel—

Even your own.