and when
i have offered up each fragrant
night,when all my days
shall have before a certain
face become
white
perfume
only,
from the ashes
then
thou wilt rise and thou
wilt come to her and brush
the mischief from her eyes and fold
her
mouth the new
flower with
thy unimaginable
wings,where dwells the breath
of all persisting stars
ee cummings
(excerpted from "a king atop his throne"
3 comments:
Oh...just yummy!
OMG! Could the word verifiers be any more ridiculous- it just showed me a blurry photo of something that sort of resembled a kind of lock thing? Had to do the round about arrow three times before I could see something that I could recognize- monkeys must be running blogger now...glad some one is employed...
mmmmm edible and digestible and processible linda sue . . . unlike the bogus pile o' crap word verifiers which are frustrating and get in the way of a good time and it ain't my place to apologize buuuuut . . . i'm sorry . . . . steven
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