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Page 1 of 11906 · PDF PAGE 107
…e, I draw the following inferences :—Death, if I am right, is in the first place the separation from one another of two things, soul and body; nothing else. And after they are separated they retain their several natures, as in life; the body keeps the same habit, and the results of treatment or accident are distinctly visible in it: for example, he who by nature or training or both was a tall man while he was alive, will remain as he was, after he is dead; and the fat will remain fat; and soon; and the dead man who in life had a fancy to have f…
1906 · PDF PAGE 108
… and pain The white worms revelled in my brain. Who travelled live may travel dead; The soul’s no tenant of the head. They had hanged my body by the neck; Bang went the trap. A little speck Shot idly upon consciousness Unconscious of the head’s distress When with dropped jaw the body swung So queer and limp; the purple tongue Shooting out swollen and awry. Men cheered to see the poisoner die. Not he! He grinned one visible grin, The last; then, muffled in his sin, IIe lived and moved unseen of those Nude souls that masquerade in clothes, Confus…
1906 · PDF PAGE 82
…s, guess the secret why I burn for you These years so cold to woman as I was! Guess why your laugh, your kiss, your touch run through My body, as it were a tunéd glass! 74
1906 · PDF PAGE 21
…pilt About thy dabbling feet, and aching jaws Whose tongue licks mine, twin asps like moons that curl, Red moons of blood! Whose catlike body claws, Like a white swan raping a jet-black girl, Mine, with hysteric laughter! O white cat! O windy star blown sideways up the sky! Twin cat, twin star, ’tis night; the owl and bat Hoot, scream; ’tis us they call—to love or die. Twin cat, our broomsticks wait: we'll fly afar! .We'll blaze about the unlighted sky, twin star! 13
1906 · PDF PAGE 78
The cruel teeth, the steady sneer, The marvellous lust of her, I bring Unto my body bright and clear (Dropped poison in a water spring!) To fill me with the utmost sense Of some divine experience. For who but she, the adulterous queen, Made earth and heaven with all its stars, The storm, the hunger epicene, The raging at invisible bars, The hideous cruelty of the whole?— These are of Kali, O my soul! The sterile force of bronze and gold Bends to my passion, as it grips With feverish claws the metal cold, And burns upon the brazen lips That, par…
1906 · PDF PAGE 77
…w is calm; Her eyes shine like some sleepy flood ; Her breast is oliban and balm; Her tongue lolls out, a-dripping blood ; She swings my body to and fro; She breaks me on the wheel of woe! To her eternal rapture seems Mere nature; underneath the crown Of dusky emeralds there streams A river of bliss to sluice me down With blood and tears, to drown my thought, To bring my being into naught. 69
1906 · PDF PAGE 31
Shouting for rapture over his prize, The maiden body of earth. Outrun The violent rays; the dawn is dashed In one swift moment into dust. Long lies the land with sunlight splashed, Brutally violate to his lust. Alone and naked I watched through The appalling hours of noon; I parched; I blistered: all the ghastly crew Of mind’s sick horror mocked me; arched Tike flaming vault of hell and pressed Its passionate murder in my breast. Seven times I strove to slay me: filled My mouth with sand to choke my breath. In vain! No loftier purpose willed Th…
1906 · PDF PAGE 45
…f blood. Dear love, dear wife, dear mother of the child Whose fair faint features are a match for mine, Lurks there no secret where your body smiled, No serpent in the generous draught of wine? Did I guess all, who guessed your life well given Up to my kiss? Aha! the veil is riven! Beneath the smiling mask of a young bride Languorous, luscious, melancholy-eyed; Beneath the gentle raptures, hints celestial Of holy secrets, kisses like soft dew, Beneath the amorous mystery, I view The surer shape, a visage grim and bestial, A purpose sly and dead…
1906 · PDF PAGE 50
…irt you, Bless you for purity and life—a store ! An ever-running fountain-head of virtue To heal my soul and buckler it and harden! Your body is like ivory and silk! Your lips are like the poppies in the garden! Your face is like a wreath of flowers to crown me! Your eyes are wells wherein I long to drown me! Your hair is like a waterfall above me, A waterfall of sunset! In your bosom I hear the racing of a heart to love me. Your blood is beating like a wind-blown blossom With rapture that you mingle it in mine! Your breath is fresh as foam and…