To One Unknown

By Helen Dudley Helen Dudley
I have seen the proudest stars
That wander on through space,
Even the sun and moon,
But not your face.

I have heard the violin,
The winds and waves rejoice
in endless minstrelsy,
Yet not your voice.

I have touched the trillium,
Pale flower of the land,
Coral, anemone,
And not your hand.

I have kissed the shining feet
Of Twilight lover-wise,
Opened the gates of Dawn—
Oh not your eyes!

I have dreamed unwonted things,
Visions that witches brew,
Spoken with images,
Never with you.

Source: Poetry (October 1912).


This poem originally appeared in the October 1912 issue of Poetry magazine

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October 1912
 Helen  Dudley


The daughters of a wealthy Chicago medical doctor, Helen Dudley and her artistically inclined sisters—known as the “Dudley girls”—were famous in Chicago’s literary circles for their wit, exuberance, and talent. Dudley and her sister Dorothy (Dudley) Harvey wrote poetry and published poems in the first edition of Poetry; Helen’s poems were included in Harriet Monroe’s New Poetry: An Anthology (1917).  In the early teens, Helen . . .

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Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Relationships, Living, Disappointment & Failure, Love, Romantic Love, Infatuation & Crushes, Unrequited Love

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Poetic Terms Imagery, Rhymed Stanza, Ballad, Refrain

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