IF yellow betokens infidelity, I am an infidel. I could not bear a yellow rose ill will Because books said that yellow boded ill, White promised well; However, your particular possession— The sense of privacy In what you did—deflects from your estate Offending eyes, and will not tolerate Effrontery. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE RANGITAKI VALLEY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON |