Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TIME OF LOVE, by FLORENCE E. BALDWIN First Line: The little time of love is all too short Last Line: Creeps over the horizon of her dreams. Subject(s): Change; Love | ||||||||
The little time of love is all too short; The time of youth, when burning passions glow Like brilliant colored poppies in the morn, Too frail to brave the gentlest winds that blow. Red-petaled flowers steeped in blissful sleep That brings brief dreams exquisitely divine; Such fragile beauty cannot live and feel The chill and shadow of the sun's decline. For love has naught to do with grateful shade; The hybrid flower of friendship may grow there, And hardily with bloom embroider glades, Neighbored by cypress trees and maidenhair. But love, voluptuous love, the sybarite, Sleeps her opium sleep 'neath ambient beams, And wakes to dissolution if a cloud Creeps over the horizon of her dreams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD SPRING THOUGHTS by FLORENCE E. BALDWIN LAMENT FOR THE DEATH OF EOGHAN RUADH (OWEN ROE) O'NEIL by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS |
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