One Flesh

Poem 'On Flesh' from <The Sea> - collection of poems - by James Oppenheim

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                <l>IF marriage is to be one flesh, this twain made one,</l>
                <l>Then I am married to the multitudinous world:</l>
                <l>I have passed through the hills and the sea, and they through
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                <l>Star-light and sun-light have drenched me, nestling under my
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                <l>Yea, I have eaten of the sun when I have eaten of the fruits
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                <l>And I have drunk deep of the ocean . . .</l>
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                <l>All parts of my body have been elsewhere:</l>
                <l>In other people: or in the grasses: or in the cow and tiger:</l>
                <l>Continually the stars rain their rays into the meadow whereof
                    <space/><lb/>I taste:</l>
                <l>I am meeting-place for the tides of the waters of the
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                <l>No wonder when I feel so at home:</l>
                <l>That love goes from me to all creation.</l>
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The Sea 2019 University of Nebraska–Lincoln Center for Digital Research in the Humanities
319 Love Library University of Nebraska–Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588-4100 jeff3647@gmail.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by Jeffrey Park

The Sea; 1924 The Sea James Oppenheim March 1924 Alfred A. Knoff, INC. New York

Jeffrey Park Transcribed and encoded a poem view page image(s) ONE FLESH IF marriage is to be one flesh, this twain made one, Then I am married to the multitudinous world: I have passed through the hills and the sea, and they through me: Star-light and sun-light have drenched me, nestling under my skin: Yea, I have eaten of the sun when I have eaten of the fruits of the filed: 5 And I have drunk deep of the ocean . . . All parts of my body have been elsewhere: In other people: or in the grasses: or in the cow and tiger: Continually the stars rain their rays into the meadow whereof I taste: I am meeting-place for the tides of the waters of the world . . . No wonder when I feel so at home: That love goes from me to all creation. 216

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The Sea 2019 University of Nebraska–Lincoln Center for Digital Research in the Humanities
319 Love Library University of Nebraska–Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588-4100 jeff3647@gmail.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by Jeffrey Park

The Sea; 1924 The Sea James Oppenheim March 1924 Alfred A. Knoff, INC. New York

Jeffrey Park Transcribed and encoded a poem ONE FLESH IF marriage is to be one flesh, this twain made one, Then I am married to the multitudinous world: I have passed through the hills and the sea, and they through me: Star-light and sun-light have drenched me, nestling under my skin: Yea, I have eaten of the sun when I have eaten of the fruits of the filed: And I have drunk deep of the ocean . . . All parts of my body have been elsewhere: In other people: or in the grasses: or in the cow and tiger: Continually the stars rain their rays into the meadow whereof I taste: I am meeting-place for the tides of the waters of the world . . . No wonder when I feel so at home: That love goes from me to all creation. 216