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414 A Song for the Good Moment Open your heart to laughter Ere the good moment slips Past the grave guard of the eyes To the keen, curved thirst of the lips. Now while my blood sings to you While the pulse streams quick with fire And banner-wise the spirit strains In the wind of high desire While in the outer reaches The live thoughts meet and close Laugh—so we shall not whimper When the good moment goes. What is this that stirs beside me What sweet troubling In the darkness, in the farthest reaches, It is the thought that quickens to my friend. Lay your thought to mine, O my friend, In the silence, in the secret places, They shall beget great deeds between them. Editor’s Notes AU 547; manuscript. Compare the Chisera’s song in The Arrow Maker and “Song of the Mateless Woman” in The American Rhythm (1923). ...

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