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Wednesday, 29 April 2020

The Quiet Woman by Genevieve Taggard

I will defy you down until my death
With cold body, indrawn breath;
Terrible and cruel I will move with you
Like a surly tiger. If you knew
Why I am shaken, if fond you could see
All the caged arrogance in me,
You would not lean so boyishly, so bold,
To kiss my body, quivering and cold.

From: Taggard, Genevieve, For Eager Lovers, 1922, Thomas Seltzer: New York, p. [unnumbered].

Date: 1922

By: Genevieve Taggard (1894-1948)