Débris
I love those spirits
That men stand off and point at,
Or shudder and hood up their souls—
Those ruined ones,
Where Liberty has lodged an hour
And passed like flame,
Bursting asunder the too small house.
Credit
This poem is in the public domain.
About this Poem
“Débris” was published in The Ghetto and Other Poems (Huebsch, 1918).
Author
Lola Ridge
Born in Dublin on December 12, 1873, Lola Ridge grew up in mining towns in New Zealand and Australia.
Date Published
02/05/2017