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O fog, shrouding the busy highways    softly muting their resonant roar    to distant growls Unfurl your smooth fury, crumple these cars, shatter their frames across    and beyond their concrete tracks    that separate forests and hills    and thicken the air    with acrid smells    from exhausted horsepowers. Embrace them,    O fog, and guide their screeching tires    over the embankment roaring hearses unreigned by your moist arms                            * * *      &) Discovered recently among H. D.´s unpublished papers at Yale University Library, malevolent scholars take this poem as proof for the poet´s befogged imagination during some of her post-imagist periods. More englightened critics, though, point to the stunning topicality of H. D.´s mythopoetic mind in its accurate presentation of mankind´s archetypal struggle against nature. There is as yet insufficient biographical evidence that the mature H. D. possibly had a short but intensive attachment to the infant Ralph Nader, who later became head of the U. S. Environmental Protection Agency. – For serious information on the poet, see  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H.D.
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
F O G &)