Approach to Truth Now we are snared between the dawn and dusk, And now again between the dusk and dawn. Memory is the slit and silver husk Shaping the day after the day is gone. Nothing is static,...
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404 THE COMMONWEAL August 21, 1929 WEST OF MONTREAL By VINCENT ENGELS OURNIER'S stands at a crossroad a few miles out of Montreal. There was never anything remarkable about it on...
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2l6 THE COMMONWEAL June 27, 1928 POEMS Withdrawal Let me drive hence All sullen care and turbulence: These muddy the spirit crystal-cool: Anger with fools but makes another fool. Quiet...
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'Premonition Whenever he was absent she would pace The empty studio from end to end, Hand clenched against her lips as though to fend Some threatened mortal blow. With frozen face Mask-like in...
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J^antasy Rain in the lilacs, now—yet this has seemed Less like a summer than a dream of summer; And this wide, scented dusk, likel something dreamed. Returns about one ghostly later-comer Who...
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POEMS The Great Singing This is the great singing— Nothing mean or small of it, For the Voice of the Lord is ringing In the splendid rise and fall of it. This is the great singing Which sweeps...
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November 3, 1926 THE COM INIONWEAL 641 SONNETS ape Is an...
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