Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
DiagonalsAline Kilmer
From “Novelette”
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You tell me that you are a bad and a violent man;
But I see only
A child, little and lonely,
Crying with fright in a desolate place apart.
But you are blind to my virtuous womanhood:
Somehow you see,
Dragged out of the depths of me,
The wanton that every women hides in her heart.