This poem was included in the original 1915 edition.
YES, here I lie close to a stunted rose bush In a forgotten place near the fence Where the thickets from Siever's woods Have crept over, growing sparsely. And you, you are a leader in New York, The wife of a noted millionaire, A name in the society columns, Beautiful, admired, magnified perhaps By the mirage of distance. You have succeeded, I have failed In the eyes of the world. You are alive, I am dead. Yet I know that I vanquished your spirit; And I know that lying here far from you, Unheard of among your great friends In the brilliant world where you move, I am really the unconquerable power over your life That robs it of complete triumph.
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Kirstie , 5 months ago
I don't know exactly why, but something leads me to believe that this person she's talking about is her sister - it just seems she is the right amount of bitter for it to be a family relationship.
What I don't understand is the line "Yet I know that I vanquished your spirit". What could she have done to vanquish the other's spirit if the other is still alive?