Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CLIFF-TEMPLE: 3, by HILDA DOOLITTLE


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THE CLIFF-TEMPLE: 3, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: Shall I hurl myself from here
Last Line: How far I had to walk?
Alternate Author Name(s): H. D.; Aldington, Richard, Mrs.
Subject(s): Bible


Shall I hurl myself from here,
shall I leap and be nearer you?
Shall I drop, beloved, beloved,
ankle against ankle?
Would you pity me, O white breast?
If I woke, would you pity me,
would our eyes meet?
Have you heard,
do you know how I climbed this rock?
My breath caught, I lurched forward --
I stumbled in the ground-myrtle.
Have you heard, O god seated on the cliff,
how far toward the ledges of your house,
how far I had to walk?





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