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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DUEL, by HAROLD TROWBRIDGE PULSIFER Poet's Biography
First Line: Once I fought a shadow
Last Line: Left blood on my sword hand.
Subject(s): Shadows
First Line: Once I fought a shadow
Last Line: Left blood on my sword hand.
Subject(s): Shadows
Once I fought a shadow
In swift and gallant play.
She laughed at thrust and parry --
That dancing wraith of gray.
Our flickering sword blades circled
In whirls of phantom light.
It was a high adventure
With such a ghost to fight.
At last, too blindly lunging,
I passed her flashing guard
And pierced her misty bosom
With my impalpable sword.
The ways of air-born women
I do not understand,
Nor how that wounded spirit
Left blood on my sword hand.
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