Nicodemus

Howard Nemerov

1950

I

I went under cover of night

By back streets and alleyways,

Not as one secret and ashamed

But with a natural discretion.

I passed by a boy and a girl

Embraced against the white wall

In parts of shadow, parts of light,

But though I turned my eyes away, my mind shook

Whether with dryness or their driving blood;

And a dog howled once in a stone…

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