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American Literature – American Poetry – Natalie Clifford Barney – Poems from Natalie Clifford Barney
< < < A Sonnet to My Lady with the Jaundice
Lines taken from Poems I shall not write > > >
Easter Day
Much longer than these lilies, you or I,
This book lives on mysterious memory
Of an enchanted place to which you lent
A fragrance that will render somnolent?
—Sweet poisons are narcotics for our tears!
Our ressurected past through dreams appears
An angel standing by an empty tomb.
What sadder thing may Time spin on her loom
Than words?—Return to that once petaled door
Through which Love passed—adding a few leaves more
To the strange book of life: open its covers
Only to the worn page where we were lovers
Lost in fair imageries, there to forget
Our hearts that weep as little children yet!
< < < A Sonnet to My Lady with the Jaundice
Lines taken from Poems I shall not write > > >
American Literature – American Poetry –Natalie Clifford Barney – Poems from Natalie Clifford Barney
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