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If you come as softly As wind within the trees You may hear what I hear See what sorrow sees. If you come as lightly As threading dew I will take you gladly Nor ask more of you. You may sit beside me Silent as a breath Only those who stay dead Shall remember death. And if you come I will be silent Nor speak harsh words to you. I will not ask you why, now. Or how, or what you do. We shall sit here, softly Beneath two different years And the rich earth between us Shall drink our tears.


— Audre Lorde


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Between Our Selves (1976)
The Black Unicorn (1978 W. Her first volume of poetry The First Cities (1968) was publiAudre Lorded by the Poet's Press and edited by Diane di Prima a former classmate and friend from Hunter College High School.

Audre Lorde (born Audrey Geraldine Lorde February 18 1934 – November 17 1992) was a Caribbean-American writer and civil rights activist.

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