by: Charlotte Eaton
woman embraced me,
- All night holding me closely, her cheek against my cheek.
- I, drawn, as to a magnet, slept soundly at intervals, she
sleeping not at all,
- All night, the wash of calm waters upon the ship's sides,
heard in the semi-darkness,
- The pulse of the engine, the stoker's shovel feeding the
- At daybreak rising together, joyful, quick at repartee, laughing
- A sense of new life-force budding at the heart of each.
- Each absorbing the native qualities of the other, responding
to the needs of the other,
- Gladder because of that interchange, henceforth, each conscious
of the affinity in the other,
- But when on arriving, she left me, my joy went out as a candle
that is suddenly extinguished,
- So much her strong presence entered into, and possessed me.
POEMS BY CHARLOTTE EATON
is reprinted from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New
York: Crown Publishers, 1921.