by Georgia Douglas Johnson (1880 – 1966).
Lost Illusions (1922)
Oh, for the veils of my far away youth,
Shielding my heart from the blaze of the truth,
Why did I stray from their shelter and grow
Into the sadness that follows—to know!
Impotent atom with desolate gaze 5
Threading the tumult of hazardous ways—
Oh, for the veils, for the veils of my youth
Veils that hung low o’er the blaze of the truth!
Notes:
http://www.english.illinois.edu/Maps/poets/g_l/douglas-johnson/johnson.htm
http://voices.cla.umn.edu/vg/Bios/entries/johnson_georgia_douglas.html
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