THESE white moon-flowers lift to the moon their faces, Pale, insignificant, serene, All night shining into deepening spaces Of airy seas, firths of infinity Sown with unvisited stars. And the great moon-flower of the sky shines, turning White petals towards the garden petals. —Moon-flowers or garden-flowers—which are burning More brightly, and more precariously, In their unequal fields? These garden-flowers that in their season perish, So brief and certain; and that dishevelled moon Already faded in the field of garish Suns and fierce stars:—O which more surely shows The canker of cureless Time? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WISE WOMAN by LOUIS UNTERMEYER EPILOGUE TO DRAMATIS PERSONAE by ROBERT BROWNING GREEK SONG: 1. THE STORM OF DELPHI by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE ANCRE AT HAMEL: AFTERWARDS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VERSES TO THE MEMORY OF DR. LLOYD (2) by VINCENT BOURNE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 44 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SPRING FANTASIES: 5. ROAD SONG by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON STOCK AND VERMONT PUNKINS by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY ANSWER TO DUNBAR'S 'AFTER A VISIT' by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER SR. |