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Prescience by Margaret Widdemer

September 30th, 2004 Comments(0)

This is kind of how I felt this morning, and likely how I’ll feel tomorrow morning.

Prescience
By Margaret Widdemer

I went to sleep smiling,
   I wakened despairing—
Where was my soul,
   On what terror-path faring?
What grief shall befall me,
   By midnight or noon,
What thing has my soul learned
   That I shall know soon?

The Dark Cavalier by Margaret Widdemer

August 16th, 2004 Comments(0)

I don’t have a story about this poem, but I liked it when I read it, so here you go.

The Dark Cavalier
By Margaret Widdemer

I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover:
   My arms shall welcome you when other arms are tired;
I stand to wait for you, patient in the darkness,
   Offering forgetfulness of all that you desired.

I ask no merriment, no pretense of gladness,
   I can love heavy lids and lips without their rose;
Though you are sorrowful you will not weary me;
   I will not go from you when all the tired world goes.

I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover;
   I promise faithfulness no other lips may keep;
Safe in my bridal place, comforted by darkness,
   You shall lie happily, smiling in your sleep.