(For Alice Brown)
THERE is a city burning in a dream
All women know and search for secretly;
The swift rose-hearted flame’s eternal stream
Laps round the changeless towers eternally.
It stands far off above a circling mist. . . .
Have ye not seen our eyes that seek its light,
Felt the quick sigh between our lips late-kissed,
Felt our loosed arms yearn toward it in the night?
Gold Helen found it not, nor white Deirdr
(Margaret Widdemer)
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