Since my Beloved chambered me To beat within her breast, And took my soul to light a shrine Her soul had decked and dressed, And caught my songs about her throat,— Dissected, known, confessed, I dwell within her charity A half-unwelcome guest.
From Tower of Ivory (Yale University Press, 1917)
Born in 1892, Archibald MacLeish was a poet, critic, and playwright who fought in World War I. MacLeish was awarded the Pulitzer Prize three times, and he served as a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets from 1946 to 1949. He died in 1982.
Date Published: 1917-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/charity