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200 | Light within the Shade On a Forbidden Planet Born upon a forbidden planet, pursued, I trudge the shore’s sea-wrack; the foam of heavenly nothing’s caught me, toys with me now, and throws me back. I don’t know why must I do penance— all here’s a hissing riddle-play; whoever tracked me to this seashore, this sunk beach, shouldn’t run away. Nor should you fear me, do not flee me, better to hush the pain of life; with closed eyes you should press me to you, press me daringly, like a knife. I never wished that I be born here, by nothing was I birthed and fed; love me then darkly, sharply, cruelly, as the bereaved one loves his dead. 1943 ...

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