Hard pomegranates sundered By excess of your seeds, You make me think of mighty brows Aburst with their discoveries! If the suns you underwent, O pomegranates severed, Wrought your essence with the pride To rend your ruby segments, And if the dry gold of your shell At instance of a power Cracks in crimson gems of juice, This luminous eruption Sets a soul to dream upon Its secret architecture. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIFE'S MIRROR by MARY AINGE DE VERE THE STORY OF URIAH by RUDYARD KIPLING SONNET: 10 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY ODES II, 14 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS FOR A MARRIAGE OF SAINT KATHERINE [OR, CATHERINE] by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE MEMORY OF THE HEART by DANIEL WEBSTER |