“The jests that lit our hours by night
And made them gay,
Soiled a sweet and ignorant soul
And fouled its play.”

—  Djuna Barnes

To a Cabaret Dancer
The Book of Repulsive Women (1915)
Context: p>We watched her come with subtle fire
And learned feet,
Stumbling among the lustful drunk
Yet somehow sweet. We saw the crimson leave her cheeks
Flame in her eyes;
For when a woman lives in awful haste
A woman dies. The jests that lit our hours by night
And made them gay,
Soiled a sweet and ignorant soul
And fouled its play.</p

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American Modernist writer, poet and artist 1892–1982

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