by: Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff
- AM inebriate with the sunlight's
- And I would love with an insensate fury!
- Let me drain beauty even unto death!
- Bring me a languid woman, perfumed, young,
- Her dusky body hung with dazzling gems
- And strange exotic iridescent stuffs--
- Her wanton eyes like thirsty summer moons.
- Oh, I would love with an insensate fury!
- Bring me a pale flower-boy,
- White-limbed like a young heifer in a field,
- His lips aquiver with unknown desire....
- His soft throat virgin beneath my kiss,
- His bosom like a bower of stars.
- I would dance like a drunken fawn amid the wood,
- Enraptured with the budding pollen-scents!
MORE POEMS BY BLANCHE SHOEMAKER WAGSTAFF
"Bacchante'" is reprinted
from Narcissus and Other Poems. Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff.
New York: James T. White & Co., 1918.