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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Ignis Fatuus

Aline Kilmer

From “Novelette”

“YOUR fires are false, they tell me. So?—

I knew it long and long ago.

“But I choose false ones for my play—

They are the safer any day.

“And if I burn my hands a bit,

Why, who will ever know of it?”

All this I said when I was proud—

Under my breath, almost aloud.

Then I plunged boldly in and played:

By my own fires I am betrayed.