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One Darkest Night

From the June/July 2003 Print Edition

One darkest night I went, aflame with love’s devouring eager burning— O fortunate event!— no witnesses discerning, the house now still from which my steps were turning. Hidden by darkness, bent on flight, disguised, down secret steps sojourning— O fortunate event! Hidden by . . . . Continue Reading »