At the Door of the House
A thousand women's eyes
Riveted to the unrealisable
Scatter the wash-stand of the card-teller
Defiled marble of Carrara
On which she spreads
Color-picture maps of destiny
In the comer
Of an incondusive bed-room
"Impassioned
Doubly impassioned
Sad
You see these three cards
But here is the double Victory
And there is an elderly lady
Ill in whom you are concerned
This is the Devil
And these two skeletons
Are mortifications
You are going to make a journey
[ . . . ]
Mina Loy's poem "At the Door of the House" was published in the 1917 Others anthology. To read this poem in full in a digitized version of this publication, follow the links below: