Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A FLASH, by JEANNETTE FOSTER First Line: Your kiss upon my hand Last Line: Your lips against my fingers. Subject(s): Kisses | ||||||||
Your kiss upon my hand! How I am lifted to a queenly place Among the singing stars! My soul is shaken! The whole of me knows ecstasy turned pain, So small a thing -- yet I have wept for it -- Your lips against my fingers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 31 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX PROMISES, PROMISES by PAUL MULDOON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE PENDULUM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN THE CHURCHYARD AT CAMBRIDGE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |
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