Eight Harvard Poets
Author: first_name: E. E.
last_name: Cummings
first_name: S. Foster
last_name: Damon
first_name: Robert
last_name: Hillyer
first_name: R. Stewart
last_name: Mitchell
first_name: William A.
last_name: Norris
first_name: John Dos
last_name: Passos
first_name: Dudley
last_name: Poore
first_name: Cuthbert
last_name: Wright
Language: English
Year: 1917

<I>"I will wade out<BR>
till my thighs are steeped in burn-<BR>
ing flowers<BR>
I will take the sun in my mouth<BR>
and leap into the ripe air<BR>
Alive<BR>
with closed eyes<BR>
to dash against darkness<BR>
in the sleeping curves of my<BR>
body<BR>
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery<BR>
with chasteness of sea-girls<BR>
Will I complete the mystery<BR>
of my flesh<BR>
I will rise<BR>
After a thousand years<BR>
lipping<BR>
flowers<BR>
And set my teeth in the silver of the moon."<BR></I>

-- E. E