Epigrams

Epigrams by Hilda Doolittle (1915)

The collection explores themes of love, loss, and identity through a series of fragmented and lyrical poems that blur the lines between reality and fantasy. The speaker navigates a world of shifting landscapes and emotions, grappling with the complexities of human experience.

By Hilda Doolittle · First published 1915 · Genre: Poetry, Modernist, Romantic · 196 words

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1. O ruthless, perilous, imperious hate, you can not thwart the promptings of my soul, you can not weaken nay nor dominate Love that is mateless, Love the rite, the whole measure of being: would you crush with bondage? nay, you would love me not were I your slave.

2. Torture me not with this or that or this, Love is my master, you his lesser self; while you are Love, I love you generously, be Eros, not a tyrannous, bitter mate: Love has no charm when Love is swept to earth: you'd make a lop-winged god, frozen and contrite, of god up-darting, winged for passionate flight.

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Poetry · Verse · Free Verse · Modernism · Symbolism · Imagery · Nature · Meditative · Philosophical · Existential · Stream-of-Consciousness · Experimentation

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