Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOLA WEARS LACE, by HELEN BIRCH-BARTLETT First Line: What rare dark woman of my world Last Line: Scornful day! Subject(s): Lace | ||||||||
What rare dark woman of my world Can wear white lace As Lola does? Something I think it is About the smooth cold look of her -- Her little jewelled head, And her skin's mat-ivory gleam, And a way she has Of being still. The flower-shadows in the lace Droop like soft fingers Down her limbs' long glacial Purity of line. And who but a cold high woman Could twine lace about her throat -- Could hold her charm Through all the intricate pale harmonies, The dim strange other-world Of silky shadow and sharp light? I would not touch Lola Wearing lace, Knowing how shine her eyes' dark diamonds Like flames Refleflcted in the cloudy surfaces Of mirrors; But I would be near her, Deep compounded as she seems Of smoky essences Drawn from slow-dying vapors That glow by night -- Cold zenith streamer, Dreaming the aurora of some Scornful day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLD FLEMISH LACE by AMELIA WALSTIEN JOLLS CARPENTER POINT LACE by ROWLAND EYLES EGERTON-WARBURTON MILE-A-MINUTE LACE by JUANITA BROWN TOBIN LACEMAKER'S SONG FROM WESTON UNDERWOOD, BUCKINGHAMSHIRE by UNKNOWN CHILDREN'S LACE-MAKING SONG OR TELL FROM BEDFORDSHIRE by UNKNOWN CHILDREN'S LACE-MAKING SONG OR TELL FROM BEDFORDSHIRE by UNKNOWN |
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