Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, UNREALITY, by MERCEDES DE ACOSTA


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First Line: Through the window-pane I see your face
Last Line: Like a mist upon a lonely sea.
Subject(s): Errors; Mistakes; Fallacies


Through the window-pane I see your face,
Its outline a little vague
In the dimness of the shadow.
But the whiteness of your skin
Is like a clean ship's sail,
With the rays of a thousand moonbeams sweeping over
Standing out in the darkness of a night.

And your eyes, I see them like two golden bowls, them.
As I pass out into the blackness,
I wonder if I have ever really known you --
Or if you exist at all,
And are not but a twisted, fevered, silver creation of my brain.
And the unreality of you comes over me,
Like a mist upon a lonely sea.





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