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Dora
Dora is 8% done
Then would I bear, and clench myself, and die,
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;
Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.

But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?
—Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,
And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan .
Mar 24, 2026 04:05AM
Wessex Poems and Other Verses (Penguin Clothbound Poetry)

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Dora
Dora is 12% done
Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove
Over tedious riddles solved years ago;
And some words played between us to and fro—
On which lost the more by our love.
The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing
Alive enough to have strength to die;
And a grin of bitterness swept thereby
Like an ominous bird a-wing ..

osmijeh na tvojim usnama bijaše najmrtvija stvar
živ dovoljno da smogne snage za umrijeti; 💙
Mar 24, 2026 04:20AM
Wessex Poems and Other Verses (Penguin Clothbound Poetry)


Dora
Dora is 9% done
And the sick grief that you were far away
Grew pleasant thankfulness that you were near?
Who might have been, set on some outstep sphere,
Less than a Want to me, as day by day
I lived unware, uncaring all that lay
Locked in that universe taciturn and drear.
Mar 24, 2026 04:11AM
Wessex Poems and Other Verses (Penguin Clothbound Poetry)


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